On the second floor of Helair's residence, at the end of the library lined with bookshelves, Fisher leaned back into a soft leather chair where perhaps Helair once sat. His back rested against the cushion behind him, his head tilted slightly upward, gazing at the somewhat dark ceiling due to the lack of light from the first floor.
On the desk once used by Helair for reading, now empty except for an eternal candle, the Soul Completion Manual lay open, reaching the last part, thick in the front and thin at the back, indicating that he was about to finish reading all the content left by Caleb Wuz.
At this moment, however, the words on the pages seemed to have grown legs and refused to enter his eyes, or maybe he was not reading at all, but rather staring at the pages thinking about other things...
Yes, he was scrutinizing his relationship with Helair.
