266 What Are You?

Heda insisted that we depart the next day. She had to pack her things and say good bye to the people who sheltered them for so long. According to her, they had been in the southern continent for more than a month. They lived with those people, laughed and shared food with them. She couldn't bring herself to leave them without a proper farewell. 

By dawn, I was waiting at the village gates. Sylens stood beside me. He was brooding. He refused to answer any of my questions. Every now and then, I'd glance at him with my third eye. Time energy flowed through him like a storm. If it weren't for his Fragment, which regulated the flow through his conduits, he would have decayed long ago. 

It reminded me of how lucky I was since I practically escaped the worst outcome. In retrospect, having that Fragment was extremely peculiar. I wasn't nearly ready to have it, let alone bend it to my will. Yet I did it. I didn't know how I managed it, but I did.