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A single bead of sweat tickled the edge of his eyebrow before dropping to the stone floor, its tiny splash distracting him and instantly pulling him back to the now, away from the swirl and pull of the vortex inside his mind he was trying to wrangle, to force into some sort of shape that he could wield.
Higgs sighed and rocked back on his heels, examining the rock surface he’d been struggling with. It was completely unchanged, all his effort and straining no use at all against whatever it was inside of this stone that seemed oblivious to his call.
‘Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time,’ he muttered, wiping his brow.
The idea had come to him from the past, from the last time he had been locked inside a cell, in Redmondis, by Cortis and his wolves. It had all been so much easi
