Chapter 89

RUBIN

“Psyche!”

I sensed him before I saw him.

Aeon stilled next to me while I sprung forwards, staring

around the field, “Caelum?”

A few moment has passed and I heard distant mutterings. Aeon

is still frowning next to me – his purple eyes trained in the dark, the

fireflies glowing as they drifted around.

“Psyche!”

Caelum’s voice sound like it is coming from under the earth,

muffled and hoarse. It is so full of raw emotions, full of guilt and misery.

I frowned, wondering about the name he is calling out.

I dove down at the bushes, searching frantically, “Caelum?”

I turned my head and glared at...