"Wist?" I cried. "Wist! Where are you?"
I stumbled forward, relying on touch alone to guide me. Arms outstretched, I kept walking. I couldn't tell where I was going. Every time I felt the knarled bark of a tree in my path I changed course and pressed on.
"Wist!"
Theron. I'm here.
"Wist!" Relief filled me, but couldn't override the panic I still felt. "Where are you? Why can't I see anything?"
Don't worry, I'm right beside you. We can figure this out.
Let me be your eyes.
















