Chapter 6 The Feral Variable

• The timeline he woke into next felt different from the very first breath.
• Gideon opened his eyes to a gray dawn, mist curling low across unfamiliar ground, and noticed immediately that something inside him had gone quiet in a way it never had before.
• No panic clawed at his ribs or urge to sprint toward the nearest town and search every face for hers. He just lay there, cataloging his surroundings with the same flat precision he might have used to inventory a supply cache.