7: The Vision…

True Confessions: The Vision I Never Told You About The Hyperion lobby was unusually quiet. Wesley sat at his desk, glasses perched on his nose, muttering over some ancient text and completely oblivious to anything that wasn’t written in dead languages. The latest client was running late, the others were out on a supply run, and rain from the night before still dripped from the eaves outside. Cordelia was sprawled sideways on the red couch, flipping through the latest issue of Cosmo. Angel had finished his book twenty minutes ago… Read more 7: The Vision… →