| [The snow and wind are definitely picking up now, and yet, shivering underneath his cloak, Lief sets out to find one more person.
He's tired, and knowing that Jacopo and the others believe in him makes him that much more terrified of failure—while another part of him wonders, would it really matter? He's not the center of this story, after all. His existence in this "game" is expendable.
... Bellamy's isn't. Though he may not have a role, he's the tie that binds so many of them together.
As soon as Lief finds him—alone—he says, quietly,]
Are we dreaming? |