Trust Me

"A man?"

For unknown reasons my chest started to pound heavily, the soft wind felt too cold against my skin. For a moment the atmosphere felt too thin it was hard for me to breathe.

As if an impending danger was right in the corner.

"Harper,"

My body instinctively went into a fighting stance, my power suddenly in a surge,

But the tension I was feeling died down when I saw who it was.

"Killian." I sighed, my shoulders slumping down at ease.

"I found his mother."

"John!"

A woman in her mid-40s went dashing towards the little boy, hugging him while tears started to well in her eyes. There were a few gray streaks on her hair, some wrinkles starting to form on her forehead.

"I told you to stick with me, you naughty boy!" She cried, carrying her child in his arms.

"It was you who went missing mother! I kept following you but you suddenly went gone!" John was about to cry again but he tried to hold back his tears.

"Oh, my poor child! It won't happen again, all right? Mother won't