- Drabble Collection: The Icarus Factor -
II.
Relics
He often follows her, out of sight and beyond the reach of her fragile power – so tiny now, that gorgeous glow; so low, mere embers of what he has seen burning as a great flame. In the mornings, he watches her – the common routine of her day. In evenings, he stalks her – becomes the dark eyes of the night which all men fear by instinct when the dark has fallen.
And then one morning, while he is watching her, she goes into the darkness of the well house and he feels a spark – a power.
Shikon.
