Centuries passed as Brandon rested.
His body lay in a state of deep hibernation on the platform at the heart of the highest floating island.
It's not like he is always sleeping; he often wakes up to spend time with his family using the energy he recovered after sleeping.
Rheanne spent most of her time by his side.
As an Elder Divinity, she rarely needed rest, so she would sit beside the platform for days at a time, holding his hand.
Sometimes she would sing softly, hoping her voice would reach him even in his long sleep.
Freya visited every single day without fail. She would bring fresh flowers from the gardens they had planted together and place them beside him.
Often, she would lay her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, and talk to him about their grandchildren and great-grandchildren in the mortal world.
Amelia would sit in silence for hours, simply holding his hand.
