But I Am Free
The world was barren on it's surface. Small, perhaps with enough surface area equal to a small city. Dusty and bright. There were no stars in the sky, just a shell of the world to protect the Wellspring. He'd never thought about how empty it was on his first trip here. From the first day he'd been here all he could see was that soft glow. Mostly. There were a couple instances, gifts as he was told, where he could see them. Valery. Vera. They were visions few and far between.
Vera was growing up so quickly.
He wasn't, though. Every day was the same. Sleep, wake up, go on guard. Watch, wait. Protect. He had a feeling what from, but the day in question hadn't arrived. Days, months, years. Time sort've lost it's luster when every day was the same.
Until it wasn't. Kahlil was pouring yet another cup of tea at the same time of day, or what he assumed was, only to see something different. Someone was there. Not completely. Never completely, like when he'd peak into their lives.
"Vera."
Then panic.
"Vera do-"
Then she was gone. Not good.
Valery Noble