Terror Thirty-Six - Light

Terror Thirty-Six - Light

Terror Thirty-Six - Light

Contact with too much light could cause some issues, especially so soon after the procedure, the priest says. I take notes in my pad, to make extra sure I wont be forgetting anything important. Your eyes might not be entirely ordinary. Some part of your soul has changed since you lost them, and Im not certain how that will manifest.

Hes right. Felixs eyes dont look normal. Theyre not brown or black, as is pretty common around here. Ive seen some blue eyes too, and green, but those are rarer. Ive never seen eyes like Felixs though. Theyre a pale, pale yellow. If it wasnt for a faintly darker ring around the edge, it would be hard to make out her iris at all.

Will the headache go away? Felix asks.

In time, yes, the priest says. No more than a few hours from now, I would imagine. Though if they do persist, I would suggest a small dose of laudanum for the pain.

Thanks, I say. Ill make sure she takes care of herself.

Felix chuffs out a laugh. Sure, she says. I think Ill just keep this on for now. Reaching up, she touches the band around her face. Her blindfold has been loosened a little so it doesnt squeeze her new eyes too much, and so she can tug it down easier.

You shouldnt have to, I say.

Its easier for now, and besides, I can see everything with my wind. I can take some time and learn how to see normally when you need it.

When I need it? I ask. Thats a weird way of phrasing it. Well, whatever. Taking it slow is probably for the best. Thank you, sir.

Its nothing. Come, Ill escort you girls out of the temple.

The priest does as he says, and if he has us lingering around the donation box for a while, I dont comment. I do drop in a few of the copper billon taking up space in my purse, just to be nice. I dont want to seem cheap, after all.

And then Felix and I are back outside and on the busy streets of Montele.

What do we do now? Felix asks. Her smile is so broad its almost scary.

Now we, ah... hmm. Thats a good question. I suppose we could check in with Esme, but it wouldnt be nice to have gone around all morning without getting anything done. How about we go check out the academy?

That sounds nice, Felix agrees.

I wiggle my fingers, and she easily grabs hold of my hand. Its nice. Mom is great, but it took a whole lot of work to get her used to hugging, and shes still not super great with physical affection.

Finding out where the academy is is my next challenge. I walk over to a pair of guards standing by a corner and wait until they dont look too busy. Excuse me, sirs? I ask.

Yes? the younger of the two asks.

Do you know where the academy is? The Heros Academy, I mean.

Lets go check it out, I say.

Felix and I cross the road--looking both ways!--and move over to the gate. I jam my head through to see out the other side.

The academy has a large open space at its centre, with some buildings on either end. Smaller walls and hedges within separate everything into what look like distinct sections. Theres the big castle at the far end, with some open yards before it where a lot of young men in white robes are swinging wooden swords while an instructor walks by them.

The other end has smaller buildings. They could be any one of the homes in the city, really, only they have bigger yards and some are connected by bridges on their upper floors. Administration buildings? Barracks? I can only guess.

Were going to need some of those robes, I say.

Why? Felix asks.

Because all of the students are wearing them, I reply. Some of those students are walking around the many paths around the buildings, carrying things and doing chores. If we dont want to be noticed, then thats how well do it.

I notice two things then. First, a cart being pulled by a pair of donkeys, making its way along a cobble road in the middle of the site. It's covered in books. A whole heap of them.

Then, off to the other end, a single man in trousers and a plain shirt, pushing a wheelbarrow piled high with dirty robes.

I think I have an idea, I say.

Oh? Felix asks.

That guy, with the wheelbarrow. Hes our mark.

Felix nods, and Im worried by how easily she caught onto my new plan.

We watch the man move over to a similar gate in the far wall, one thats opened up by a bored person in the same white robes.

Lets move! I say.

Felix and I run, hand in hand, all the way to the end of the academy wall, then along the sidewalk that hugs the frontmost section of the estate. Theres a building instead of a wall, with barred windows overlooking the street and a big gatehouse at the very front. Thats not where our target exits though.

Instead, we find him on the other side. The moment I swing around the next corner, lungs already burning, I see him walk down a street and turn a corner. We need to go faster.

Youre the slow runner, Felix says.

Its very hard to run while pouting, I find, but I manage.

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