Upon remembering the Star Fragment, Henry frowned. If things really came down to him using it, then it would mean he failed again. He turned to the stars and remembered the times he used to look at them in the past.
As much as he was a cloudseeker, Henry was a stargazer in the past. When he was bored or had nothing to do, he would watch the stars.
It was the most beautiful thing besides magic. They were full of enigma and mysteries.
"Are all of your words real?" Purity asked.
She stared at him with the most suspicious gaze in the world. She didn't hide her skepticism. At times like this, she would usually be silent.
However, she felt that Henry was still telling the truth, but this time, it was a different part of her that was having an inner struggle.
