Chapter 82

• Zachariah closed his eyes for a split moment before opening it again, hitting his legs on the wall and returning to the corner he was seated before. He needed some time to himself, alone and quiet, and yet his mind and brain won’t let him. He was just about to find some inner sleep when he heard footsteps coming from the entrance.
• For some reason best known to him, his lips curled up as he awaited the person coming in.