Aether stared in the darkness, at the white light that sat gently just where his soul was... he couldn't believe it, he had done it. He had actually found a way to see his soul. He never thought it was possible.
But there was one thing: his head hurt like crazy, like someone was hammering a nail inside his skull. If he had to say it was because he had pushed too much trying to find it. But at the same time, he wanted to continue.
He sighed, opening his eyes and waking up to reality.
Luckily, he had done this at night, so he didn't have the sun blinding him.
He closed his eyes again to check something, and he was right, the little light was gone. The moment he had opened his eyes and lost concentration, it disappeared.
It wasn't good.
