Collin was getting used to being dead.
Dayne led Lincon through a haphazard tour of what remained of The Court as they moved from fissure to fissure. At each stop Lincon was met with distrustful stares from the Alfath guarding the breaches, and at each stop they watched with growing amazement as he stretched a hand towards the opening and healed the rended stone. Continue reading
“I will stand unwavering before threats both familiar and alien to ensure humanity’s survival.”
The words of the oath rang through Lincon’s mind as he mounted the stairs and reached for the main doors of The Court. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, forcing himself to unclench his jaw before stepping inside. He had to do this. Continue reading