The Vision that Converts Lucius
Ari's POV
Not a blur this time. Not a shadow. Even as she was, so clear and solid. Her dark curls framed her face, her eyes big and radiant. She did not seem older than now, but about her there was this glow of light, a gentle humming light.
Lucius froze.
"Who...?" he breathed.
Harriet threw back her head, as she usually did when she was inquisitive. "Why are you sad?" she asked.
Slowly, Lucius sat up, with his fears and wonders mingling upon his face. You are not real, you are not real, he said hoarsely. "You're just another trick."
She frowned. "I'm real," she said simply.
My hands shook at my sides. Keep your head still, I said to myself. "Please stay calm."
Lucius made an outreach and drew back his hand, as though he was in fear of her disappear
