After vanishing from his room in Dubai, Liam appeared a few metres from the gates of Astrin. The morning breeze brushed against him, carrying the faint scent of grass and distant woodsmoke. He took a slow breath, letting the fresh air settle into his lungs.
It felt different from Earth. It was cleaner and lighter.
He turned toward the distant city walls. Astrin looked calm at this hour, with only a few travelers on the road. But Liam wasn't here to sightsee. He had come for one purpose—Chrises.
He knew that she would no longer be in the city, but a very far distance from it actually. Maybe already close to her destination.
Regardless, Liam spread out his telekinetic sense and expected, he didn't sense her. Instead, he sensed something in the far distance. It was faint, like a thin thread tugging lightly at his awareness.
At first, he thought it was his telekinetic sense stretching farther than usual. But as he focused, the truth became clear.
