I sat on the edge of a cliff, legs dangling over the rocky edge. I'm usually scared of heights but right now, I don't care.
My mind was a battlefield... I kept wondering why Luca would not want to tell me about the sword?—What if I hadn't been opportune to eavesdrop on his conversation with Falcon? That means I would never have known!
Like a pictured image I could replay the scene vividly in my head. The way the sword responded to him, the way the ancient, rune imprinted metal hummed to his touch, the faint glow… it was like it knew him. Like it had chosen him.
Somehow, my mind immediately escaped to the time we both stumbled to the ground and he was above me.
That was so close... Too close. The closest we've ever been. I felt my heart throbbing so fast like it wanted to fall out of my
