Peter frowned in Adams direction, his eyes closed as he tried to go over things in his head. It still sounded too outlandish to be true, but there was no other explanation he had that made sense. ”Different times? That might... that might make sense?” There was the same amount of certainty in Pets voice as there had been in Adams.
1694? The year sounded almost absurd, at least wen applied to his home. For a moment, all he could do was stare at Adam, taking in everything about him again. ”When I left it was... it was twenty two... sixty... eight?” The exact year was fuzzy, had never mattered much to him, but the fact that there was such a gap was what threw him off. This new knowledge left a strange feeling in his chest, like a thread now stretched between him and the other man, tugging at his heart and the pit of his stomach in equal measure. This connection terrified him, as much as it drew him in.
”What was it... what was it like?” Thinkif back, Peter couldn’t remember a world he would describe as nice. Hell, he had arrived in Caido and seen more green in a day than what he’d see in a year back home. But there were rumours, stories and legends carved into the bones of ruins, that hinted at what had once been.
PETER
They don't know you like I do
The little secrets that you keep
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night
You'll have to hide those kitchen knives
The little secrets that you keep
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night
You'll have to hide those kitchen knives
