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freak
accident. But that had been no accident.
Someone
had actually tried to kill me.
“ Wait,”
I said suddenly, darting my wide eyes back to the blonde man. “You
talk like you know who that was.”
He
hardly moved, but I could sense his amusement. “I do, yes.”
“ Alright,”
I said, preparing myself for what felt like a big revelation. “Then,
who is he?”
Rubbing
his neck uncomfortably, he let out a huff of air. “Telling you
that might be a bit of a mistake.”
“ I—what?
This guy tried to kill me! This twaelin or whatever, I have a right
to know his name.”
Nethiun
waved his hands side to side, as if to mollify me. “You're
already having trouble swallowing everything you've been exposed to,
shouldn't you want to step away from all of this? Not get involved
more?”
Stunned
by his reaction, I leaned backwards. “Do you really think
knowing his name will somehow pull me more into this?”
He
sighed like he'd been defeated. “At this point, there's a
chance everyone involved could walk away and leave you be,
certainly. Slim, but it's there.”
“ And
me knowing who the guy was that cut the string of the dagger over my
head makes me unable to back out?”
The
way he looked at me, his brows drawn low over his opal eyes, it sent
a shiver into the base of my skull. “It's the path that leads
to knowing something far bigger, someone pulling strings even
higher. That person, that's the one that will not allow for retreat,
my dear Gale.”
Is
he serious, someone else is involved too? So, if I don't pry
further, this weird stuff might all just... go away after all?
And
if I push forward, that's it?
“ Nethiun,”
I said quietly, choosing my words precisely, “give me a
straight answer here. You told me you're watching me, and that
someone tried to kill me... but why try
and kill me? I'm not anyone important.”
His
snicker was dark as coal. “Perhaps not. But at least one other
person thinks there is something about you worth keeping an eye on.
At this stage, I'm rather sure myself there might be more to you
than it seems.”
Looking
down, I watched the birds fluttering into the paper bag. It occurred
to me, if I closed it on them, they would be trapped unless I let
them free.
Is
that me right now?
Reaching
down, I trembled at how easy it would be to catch the animals
inside. Instead, I tapped the bag, scaring the birds out in a
flutter of chirps and wings.
My
mind wandered to the book Mr. Birch had loaned me, how it was
sitting on the floor of my room. M aybe,
without anyone knowing, I could find out what I need to know in
there still.
Standing,
I dusted off my jeans. Nethiun watched me, not blinking once.
“You're leaving?”
Glancing
upwards, I noticed how quickly evening was rolling in. “You
just told me if I pried too far, I'd lose my chance at walking
away.” Peeking over my shoulder, I leveled a serious stare at
him. “I'm not ready to go all in, not just yet.”
Smiling
easily, he rose in one smooth motion. “Perhaps a wise
decision.”
He
was incredibly close, it made me notice how the top of my head only
came to his collar bone. Bending down, his hair shading his eyes,
Nethiun reached out to me.
It
was so sudden, I just went stiff. I didn't know how to react, or
what he was about to do.
One
thin finger brushed against the corner of my lips. Smirking, he
straightened up, sticking his digit in his mouth briefly. “You
had a bit of chocolate there.”
Blood
rushed to my face, my hand scrubbing at my skin in disbelief. I
couldn't even speak, I just didn't know what to do.
Luckily,
I was spared having to say a single word. With a casual wave of one
agile hand, Nethiun vanished away in a ripple of fading grey.
Long
after he was gone, freeing me from his precise movements, those hard
eyes of his, I stood there in the park.
I
stood there, not knowing what to think at all.
Chapter 6.
Nethiun
I
was beginning to get too much delight in the reactions I could
elicit in
accident. But that had been no accident.
Someone
had actually tried to kill me.
“ Wait,”
I said suddenly, darting my wide eyes back to the blonde man. “You
talk like you know who that was.”
He
hardly moved, but I could sense his amusement. “I do, yes.”
“ Alright,”
I said, preparing myself for what felt like a big revelation. “Then,
who is he?”
Rubbing
his neck uncomfortably, he let out a huff of air. “Telling you
that might be a bit of a mistake.”
“ I—what?
This guy tried to kill me! This twaelin or whatever, I have a right
to know his name.”
Nethiun
waved his hands side to side, as if to mollify me. “You're
already having trouble swallowing everything you've been exposed to,
shouldn't you want to step away from all of this? Not get involved
more?”
Stunned
by his reaction, I leaned backwards. “Do you really think
knowing his name will somehow pull me more into this?”
He
sighed like he'd been defeated. “At this point, there's a
chance everyone involved could walk away and leave you be,
certainly. Slim, but it's there.”
“ And
me knowing who the guy was that cut the string of the dagger over my
head makes me unable to back out?”
The
way he looked at me, his brows drawn low over his opal eyes, it sent
a shiver into the base of my skull. “It's the path that leads
to knowing something far bigger, someone pulling strings even
higher. That person, that's the one that will not allow for retreat,
my dear Gale.”
Is
he serious, someone else is involved too? So, if I don't pry
further, this weird stuff might all just... go away after all?
And
if I push forward, that's it?
“ Nethiun,”
I said quietly, choosing my words precisely, “give me a
straight answer here. You told me you're watching me, and that
someone tried to kill me... but why try
and kill me? I'm not anyone important.”
His
snicker was dark as coal. “Perhaps not. But at least one other
person thinks there is something about you worth keeping an eye on.
At this stage, I'm rather sure myself there might be more to you
than it seems.”
Looking
down, I watched the birds fluttering into the paper bag. It occurred
to me, if I closed it on them, they would be trapped unless I let
them free.
Is
that me right now?
Reaching
down, I trembled at how easy it would be to catch the animals
inside. Instead, I tapped the bag, scaring the birds out in a
flutter of chirps and wings.
My
mind wandered to the book Mr. Birch had loaned me, how it was
sitting on the floor of my room. M aybe,
without anyone knowing, I could find out what I need to know in
there still.
Standing,
I dusted off my jeans. Nethiun watched me, not blinking once.
“You're leaving?”
Glancing
upwards, I noticed how quickly evening was rolling in. “You
just told me if I pried too far, I'd lose my chance at walking
away.” Peeking over my shoulder, I leveled a serious stare at
him. “I'm not ready to go all in, not just yet.”
Smiling
easily, he rose in one smooth motion. “Perhaps a wise
decision.”
He
was incredibly close, it made me notice how the top of my head only
came to his collar bone. Bending down, his hair shading his eyes,
Nethiun reached out to me.
It
was so sudden, I just went stiff. I didn't know how to react, or
what he was about to do.
One
thin finger brushed against the corner of my lips. Smirking, he
straightened up, sticking his digit in his mouth briefly. “You
had a bit of chocolate there.”
Blood
rushed to my face, my hand scrubbing at my skin in disbelief. I
couldn't even speak, I just didn't know what to do.
Luckily,
I was spared having to say a single word. With a casual wave of one
agile hand, Nethiun vanished away in a ripple of fading grey.
Long
after he was gone, freeing me from his precise movements, those hard
eyes of his, I stood there in the park.
I
stood there, not knowing what to think at all.
Chapter 6.
Nethiun
I
was beginning to get too much delight in the reactions I could
elicit in
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