Sylvia could feel the heavy tension in the air as both Damian and the old man had a staring contest. It was funny how, because the man truly was blind but he wasn’t acting like a blind man at all. It was as if he could see everything.
She stretched out her hands, tugging Damian’s sleeves and he finally looked at her. His eyes softened a bit and he gave her a reassuring look. His eyes were saying that he was going to protect her but Sylvia wanted to tell him that she could protect herself. She wasn’t the same weak witch from years ago, she was strong enough to protect herself now or perhaps, it was just that she was underestimating the old man in front of her right now. The one who said she was going to die? Could he see the future too? Was he like Irvin and the others?
“It’s alright, D
