The Pharmacist nodded. “I’ve sensed it already. There’s a comfort when I’m near him, now I know why.”
The Clairvoyant then turned a warm eye upon Jun’er. “The little one has already been gifted my inheritance. She will be the future Eye of Tomorrow. Soon she will surpass even me. However, precisely because she is my successor, I cannot see what the future holds for her. Even now, with my sight at its clearest, there is nothing I can tell you. Protect her, and she will grow naturally. It’s a shame I’ll never see the things she accomplishes!”
The Pharmacist took up Jun’er’s tiny hand. She stood tall and proud. “She’s my daughter.”
The Clairvoyant smiled softly. “It’s time to bring her back home. Then, I must trouble you to return here.”
“Alright.” She didn’t question or argue. She knew by now the man must have his reasons. The two of them left for the Temple of Supreme Harmony, leaving only the Clairvoyant and Photographer conscious in the swirling sea of stars.
