11-22-2023, 02:23 AM
It was from a small dock that Elias pushed the boat out. He dropped the ropes at his feet and sat near the engine in order to steer — not that he had a single idea how to steer a boat. It couldn’t that much different than driving, he figured, and if push came to shove, he’d summon the winds to do the steering for them.
He had no idea what he was seeking, but he kept a close eye on the app for guidance. The gps signal lagged, much to his annoyance, but he knew enough of their location to generally aim.
The air on the water was dozens of degrees cooler than it was on land. He glanced at Asha to see how she fared. She seemed no less comfortable in the climate than he did, but at least she did what he said and wore a coat. She was drowning in black. Her head popping out from the oversized collar like a child in the adult’s clothing. That it was his stirred something uncomfortable in his chest, but what was he going to say? It would have been an enormous waste of time if she grew too cold and he had to take her back to shore. Better that she just start the journey properly and avoid the hassle.
He was about to say something when that familiar sense of power swept his attention elsewhere.
Frowns drew down his face as he turned sharply in the direction from which it came. “I sense another man channeling,” he explained. Almost that very moment, the app sparked to life, but the signal that the energy source pinged was in another direction altogether.
The boat slowed to a stop. The motion of his standing rocked it side to side and he summoned the power to him for purposes of enhancing his sight and senses. Nothing was revealed, however. So he resumed his seat and stirred the boat in a wide arc toward the direction of the signal. It several miles away, and he revved the engine as fast as it would go. Soon, they were speeding across the lake.
He had no idea what he was seeking, but he kept a close eye on the app for guidance. The gps signal lagged, much to his annoyance, but he knew enough of their location to generally aim.
The air on the water was dozens of degrees cooler than it was on land. He glanced at Asha to see how she fared. She seemed no less comfortable in the climate than he did, but at least she did what he said and wore a coat. She was drowning in black. Her head popping out from the oversized collar like a child in the adult’s clothing. That it was his stirred something uncomfortable in his chest, but what was he going to say? It would have been an enormous waste of time if she grew too cold and he had to take her back to shore. Better that she just start the journey properly and avoid the hassle.
He was about to say something when that familiar sense of power swept his attention elsewhere.
Frowns drew down his face as he turned sharply in the direction from which it came. “I sense another man channeling,” he explained. Almost that very moment, the app sparked to life, but the signal that the energy source pinged was in another direction altogether.
The boat slowed to a stop. The motion of his standing rocked it side to side and he summoned the power to him for purposes of enhancing his sight and senses. Nothing was revealed, however. So he resumed his seat and stirred the boat in a wide arc toward the direction of the signal. It several miles away, and he revved the engine as fast as it would go. Soon, they were speeding across the lake.