Where The Dragon Lies - Part 5

It had given Torfus chills to hear it, for it seemed to explain, in part, that look that Oliver Patrick gave them all, and that warmth that he exuded. But it wasn't the progress that Torfus knew. He'd always wanted more, like any man, but when he had grasped for it, he had found the world harsh with condescension, as if telling him to know his place. Now progress came as if as an extra. His joy was simply in the doing, and when his joy reached such a profound point, that the warmth glowed within him, he'd feel that spark manifest, and he'd see magic, and know that its name was progress.