The moonlight spilt into the room, casting a soft glow through the curtains as Luke lay beside Ilyrana. Her rhythmic breathing had long since settled into the gentle cadence of sleep, her chest rising and falling in a serene pattern. But Luke, despite the weariness that had weighed on him throughout the day, found no such relief. His mind refused to shut off, the promise he had made to Ilyrana echoing through his thoughts like a relentless whisper.
He shifted slightly, careful not to wake Ilyrana, and slipped his smartphone from under the pillow. The screen lit up, casting a faint glow on his face. He unlocked it and pulled up the web browser once again, his fingers moving almost automatically to search for anything that might help. Tonight, though, instead of combing through articles or forums, Luke decided to watch some videos. He figured a more practical, visual demonstration could help him wrap his head around the daunting challenge that lay ahead.
