100: HOME

Standing at the airport, a blend of excitement and nervousness swirls within us. Or at the very least, within me. The journey ahead was marked by more than just miles; it was a step towards rediscovery, a leap of faith into a world that had once been familiar.

We say our goodbyes to Luke and Mila.

The flight to Deveras is smooth, despite my minor anxiety about flying. William spends most of the plane ride absorbed into reading a book on the psychology of perception, and sparing me curious glances. The city's skyline gradually comes into view as we descended. From above, Deveras is a tapestry of color and life, its streets winding like veins through the heart of the landscape. Tall buildings stand as testaments to progress, their glass facades reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling display.

God, I miss home.

As we disembark from the plane, the air carries the promise of familiarity, a reminder that I am stepping into a world that had once been home. A place that is still home. The airpo