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Oh. No. I'll be here, as often as you'd like, but that will be your call to make, not mine. I will never invade your space without your permission, because this is all about you having a safe haven to call your own," he began to explain, as he gently set Thomas down. "
Besides, if you haven't already noticed, there's a lot of me already here. So even when I can't be by your side, I'll always be here in spirit, right?" he then added, as he began to move towards the trunk with the overabundance of blankets and cushions. "
I only corrected myself, because I want to make it clear to you that this is your domain where you call all the shots. However..."
"
There is one more thing I want to show you, before I officially hand things off!" he then stated, with a sheepish grin, as he began to set out one of the large blankets, spreading it across the floor before the expansive rear-window. "
Oh. Wait. You know what? There's actually two things... No. Wait again. Three things left to reveal," he announced, as he scrambled to his feet so he could come to stand with Thomas.
"
I know how important your family is to you, your birth family that is," he started, as he directed the psychic's attention to a nearby space that currently sat mostly in shadow. "
So I wanted to give you the resources you would need to find out who they were and where they came from, where you came from," he then continued, as he reached forward and turned on a light that wasn't just any light but
an illuminated globe. "
Sure, you could do things the fancy new way, by surfing the net and all, which you can certainly still do, but wouldn't it be fun to do a bit of tracking, a bit of cataloging the old fashioned way?" he then asked, as he motioned to the globe, before pointing to a bin filled with dozens of maps. "
I figure as you find out more, as you narrow things down, you can bring out a map and start sticking it with pins," he explained, as he picked up a cup filled with colorful tacks and shook it a bit. "
I'm also thinking that you can start to pin places you'd like for us to explore together, both locally and abroad. Deal? "
Anyway. There's also a bunch of books here about researching your ancestry and about making a proper family tree," he then stated, as he crouched before the bookcase, only to draw himself back up as quickly as he went down. "
But that's for another time. For now, we have our final show!"
Taking Thomas by the hand, he brought him back towards the blanket. Gesturing for him to take a seat, Rory was quick to playfully toss more than a few pillows at him just before dashing off yet again!
Soon enough, the artist would find himself sitting mostly in the dark, as the gardener proceeded to extinguish every warm light and lamp; however, as his eyes would begin to adjust to the change, he would start to see what appeared to be jars that were glowing as if filled with fireflies. Then he would see little lights twinkle on, some of which were shaped like dragonflies, while others looked like festive lanterns. But the light show that came at the very end, just as Rory returned to Thomas' side, was the one that the older psychic truly hoped would surprise and delight the younger the most!
With a flick of a switch, a portable projector would transform the entire space into
a field of floating stars. Taking Thomas by the hand, Rory would encourage him to lay back upon the blanket and pillows so that the two of them could rest side-by-side, partially entwined, as a galaxy of glowing orbs floated above and around them. It wouldn't take much effort to suddenly feel as if they were floating through space, yet not alone,
never alone, but always together.
Two souls who had somehow found each other among the millions and millions out there.
"
Welcome home, my Tommie," Rory would whisper, as he pressed a new key - a key to this private kingdom, this secret sanctuary - into one of Thomas' hands. "
Welcome home," he would repeat, before bringing that same hand up to his lips so he could give it the firmest of kisses.
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I love you."