Chapter 4 - Da'an
The stars glinted in the blackened night sky of Earth, complimenting the moon, which shone as brightly as the sun, throwing its rays into the embassy to be refracted by the virtual glass of the window…
Da'an lay in an energy stream. He wasn't laying in comfort as he usually did. He was restless, his features contorted in worry, as the energy stream continued to massage his body. Out of nowhere, it seemed, the look of worry changed to that of distinct shock, and seconds later he sat bolt upright, eyes widened in fear as the energy stream faded away to almost nothing.
It took a few moments to regain his composure, and when he did, he grasped the arms of his chair, glancing around at the darkened room, the moon casting shadows in the corners and across the walls. Ignoring the eerie air the room contained at that moment, he summoned the strength to stand, using the chair as an aide.
Turning to the window, he cautiously took a step forward. Summoning a strength he hadn't known he'd need, he walked, almost glided, to the window, his steps fluid-like and graceful, with the air that usually carried him. He peered out at the night sky, lethargically lifting his hand. He blushed slightly, as his eyes fell on his palm, and he dropped his hand back to his side. His eyes darted back to the window, allowing his gaze to scan the distant horizon. After a moment, he furthered his gaze to incorporate the velvet sky, searching for the star that was Jaridia…