“The light of a single Sun is too little, in order to face the next few days I have to be able to store as much energy as possible. When I find what I am looking for I will have to be lucid and in full strength, otherwise all this suffering will have been useless“, he considered. He prepared a syringe with a thick and resistant needle, searched for the main artery of his lymphatic system and inserted the needle into the hole left by an old growth node. He closed his eyes and pushed the piston, the liquid painfully penetrated him to make its way through the now almost dried up lymphatic vessels.
Initially he had thought of using only half of the contents of the syringe, he intended to save some for any eventuality. “To the devil!” he said to himself instead after a moment’s hesitation, pus
