Chapter 384: Lilith - The Echos (1/2)
”Abaddon”
”Nighthawk,”
”I'm sorry?” Dreck said, confused under the moonlight. Turning to me, that sat beside Arsene. I shrugged, equally puzzled.
”its night time, so call me Nighthawk.” Said Arsene, oddly serious for some reason.
Covering my mouth not to laugh, the corner of Dreck's mouth twitched as he glanced at me, ”Is he Ok?”
”Who can say, I think he might have eaten some strange herbs,” I suggested watching Arsene's devilishly handsome face turn to me. Studying the smoldering darkness absorbing all light within his pupils, my heart began to beat faster as I turned to the campfire.
Listening to the crackles of firewood, resound Dreck eventually continued, ”Than... Nightwalk, you think we will be able to find an updated map within the holy city?”
”You tell me? You're the one who suggested we travel there. You said you knew something.” Arsene darkly said, carrying a sharp glint that sent a chill down Dreck's back.
”O-Of course.” He stuttered away, trembling as if he was standing in the cold.
”Are you sick?” I asked tenderly, tilting my head towards the man, unable to meet Arsene's gaze. ”You should tell Vicky. maybe she can find you some herbs or make you some soup.”
”Y-Y-Yes t-t-that might be it,” he said, rushing away with his tail between his legs.
Giggling at the little doggy, I turned towards the smoldering darkness brewing within Arsene like a storm.
I hated that look. It was devoid of human emotions, carrying no desire or will. It was like I was staring into the ethereal darkness. Empty and hollow.
Leaning my head on his shoulder, I could feel his tender head touch against mine, ”I did it again, didn't I?”
”Did what again?” I asked, pretending not to know.
”Lilith,” He solemnly whispered.
Releasing a breath of anguish, I sighed, ”There is nothing we can do. I don't know what is going on, Sene.”
Watching the bright flames cast away the darkness, Arsene held his gaze upon the light that was slowly beginning to fade as if it was being strangled. The crackles had already started to grow softer till all that was left was the embers.
His skin had turned to cold the touch, and I could feel a chill crawling its way into me. But I did not complain, holding a smile; I closed my eyes when all of a sudden he patted my head. Placing my head down on his lap, he lifted his lips, if only slightly, before stroking my hair.
Getting rather comfortable, my vision began to grow blurry when a soft hum began to ring. It wasn't very loud or obnoxious but somewhat comforting.
”An instrument?” Arsene asked as I shrugged,
”Who can say, wanna take a look?”
”Do you all hear that?” Deb fearfully asked as she came rushing back into camp. Taking note of the lack of dirt upon her hands and knees that one would have if they went looking for herbs, I chose to ignore it. Arsene needed souls, after all.