The thrill of being able to walk again after so many years, still left Kellan speechless. He was trying to think what had actually happened a minute ago when he stood on his own feet.
He could feel his feet, but right now. He couldn't feel anything anymore. Both of his feet became numb again. He couldn't stand and right now he was sitting on the floor, reeling with the excitement of the possibility for him to be able to walk again.
His eyes darted from his legs and then to Decratic, the young man, who looked like Alan when he was on the same age as his.
Decratic approached Kellan and knelt down, so he would be on the same eyes level like him. "Can you see that? Can you feel that? You can walk again. You can do whatever you want without that stupid wheelchair. Don't you think that wheelchair is a chain that has shackled you for years? Imagine you can go out and run on your own feet… imagine that."
Kellan gulped down nervously.
