Chapter 2448
“Shouldn’t we be doing something?” Donny broke the silence. Both knew what he referred to.
Mrs. Hamilton kept the smile from her face and her voice grave. She leaned back in her chair, the picture of normalcy. It wouldn’t do to let him know how amusing she found his behavior, in the context of the serious threat. “Of course, we should be doing something. We should be preparing.”
Donny mouth puckered. “We are already prepared.”
“Then we are remaining prepared, for as long as it takes.” She spoke with a serene voice. It was almost cute to see how much the current Donny, the stalwart and gleaming pillar (albeit retired) of Donnyton, resembled the nervous wreck of a leader he had once been. It made her oddly nostalgic, even as a new threat loomed over Expira.
Of course, Mrs. Hamilton harbored her own secret fears in the shadowy alcoves of her heart. Yet she also knew that allowing the tension to leak out from there would only numb her edge. The Grey Weaver needed to be so still as to allow reality to forget it existed. Only then would its webs be able to tug all the particulars into alignment.
Mrs. Hamilton felt her eyes pulled right back to the expansive bay windows on the East wall. Yet how could she not worry, when the visible evidence of the threat to the Alpha Cosmos hung above them?
Her home stood on the hill above Donnyton and provided a perfect view of a sky turned into a glittering nebula. The colors had been developing for a while, but it was only after a massive asteroid had been obliterated by the strange dimensional forces manifesting there did people begin to watch the horizon with dread.
The vigil in Donnyton was only one of hundreds of similar worried gatherings. When Randidly Ghosthound fought against whatever monsters sat atop the Nexus, the Alpha Cosmos witnessed his struggles.
The current early evening sky was a cross between the aurora borealis and seething clouds of nuclear fallout. Any Skills or physical drones sent to investigate the phenomenon were summarily devoured, with no feedback. An analyst from Zone 1 had determined that the gorgeous colors resulted from temporal distortions, but this tidbit did not make anyone feel any better.