Chapter 18: Kie

I laid on my pile of blankets in the corner of the den, ruminating.

I couldn't sleep today ― not a wink of night's rest.

I did try to sleep but I couldn't.

The fear from those nightmares crept into my mind, forcing me to stay awake.

I kept my mind occupied with thoughts of the past with Cameron, and forlornly, for the first time in years ― I know what his eyes look like.

They weren't gold like ours.

They were sapphire.

"Cameron, what's that?" I asked him, pointing to an unknown rock on the ground.

Cameron smiled, picked it up, and held it in his palm for me to see. "This is a schist rock. It's said that most schist rocks emanate as some type of clay or mud."

"Cool!" I beamed but my attention snapped in the direction of twigs being stepped on. I relaxed when I saw Victor walking toward us, his hands stuffed in his oversized ripped hoodie. "Where were you, Victor?"

"Here and there," Victor sat against the tree, looking away from us.