[She almost thinks it a hallucination for its clarity. But if the flash before, prolonged and grueling doesn’t do it, the emotion in Armin’s grip and the solidity of his voice are enough.

[For him, Aubrey can hope.

[Keeping their hands together tight, she urges them forward. There’s temptation to run; she feels shaky. The sight alone, having sight, is almost overwhelming on its own. But one way or another, no matter how long it takes, they’ll be there…]