but those eyes…
those fucking eyes still looking at me like he knows something.
like he's trying to reach something that isn't there.
MOON.
need to find Moon.
her scent calls through the desert air.
sweet. perfect. pulling me like gravity.
start moving toward her.
Wraith blocks my path. hands moving again. those strange shapes. fingers dancing through air like he's painting invisible pictures.
don't understand.
don'twantto understand.
swing at him. he dodges. barely. grabs broken metal from train wreckage. sharp edge glints in harsh sun.
think he's going to attack.
finally.
but no.
drops to knees. starts carving in sand.
S-T-O-P
letters.
like the ones I made on wall.
like the ones he wrote in blood.
stop?
stop what?
protecting Cosima?
finding Cosima?
being what I am?
growl builds in chest.
deep and angry.
he looks up at me.
hopeful.
like those letters mean something.
