Chapter 56 - Disbelief

How could he describe it? The very first moment he looked at that person before him, the very few seconds that were just enough to lit up a spark and then suddenly ignite a fire. There were no words to express the moment and the events that took place before him. His wounded self, a fallen general, his soul slowly leaving his body and him, Astor, the man he talked to every day but not really him. He looked like him, his voice was exactly the same but filled with confidence, his eyes the same shade of green but they were alive, sparkling with curiosity and mischief. This was an Astor he had never met before, or maybe he had, in another life, when he too was someone else.