Light Up Your World

"Are you trying to blind yourself? You had the ball of light stuck in your face!" Timothy slapped the back of his head. "Do tell me if you're actually giving up or something."

"What gives?" Han asked and rubbed the corner of his eyes, and wiped the tears he didn't realize that formed. "I was nearly there—" His eyes stung, but he tried to grasp the symbol in his mind, and though he couldn't put his experience into words... there was only one thing that stayed in his mind. The symbol had seared itself in his brain, an image that cut deeply through his thoughts and refused to stay silenced and thrown into the crevices of his mind.

It called out to him.

There was no word but he could—

[ Light ]