"Please Valerian, I know there is something else. You have to tell me. Please!"
Valerian does not look back as he makes his way to the stair well, his body irresponsive to my calls. It is as if my voice is barely a whisper on the wind. What could possibly be so bad that he has chosen to ignore me? Surely, surely, there isn't anything more horrific than someone having their soul taken apart and scattered among the heavens... right?
"Valerian," I beg, almost tearful now, exasperated at having the answers that I so desperately crave purposefully alluded from me. For a second, I see a shiver run through his body, only slight in the darkness of the room, but it is there sure enough. This time, he cannot ignore me.
