A Pulse That Shouldn't Exist
"You're safer away from them," Victor said plainly. "If what you said is true, staying in that village isn't an option."
Faces often showed more than words ever could. Still, a flicker of something bright lit his eyes despite the doubt.
A shiver ran through his hands, clutching at the edge of her sleeve like it held him upright.
A small press of her hand landed on his shoulder, soft but sure. Then silence settled between them again.
"You don't have to be alone anymore."
Head dipping down then up again, the boy agreed without words. Slowly.
A flicker of light caught Victor's gold-colored eyes. They shone just a little, barely noticeable.
Inside, something stirred.
A fight.
A real one.
His smile returned—sharp, almost vicious.
This quest had turned out far better than expected.
If his hunch was right—
Then something interesting was waiting on that mountain.
He turned his head slightly.
