touchnovel Chapter 79: Patience is a Virtue
Chapter 79: Patience is a Virtue
Chapter 79 - Patience is a VirtueThe desert was white.
Not pale, not bleached—white. Pure, perfect, and flat. The ground was made of cracked salt plates, sharp-edged and fractal, stretching endlessly in every direction until they vanished into light. Not a hill. Not a shadow. Not a mark of life. The horizon had dissolved into the sky, leaving only one color above—and silence.
Lucien stood at the center of nothing.
No wind moved his hair. No dust clung to his skin. He stood barefoot on the salted floor of the earth, unmoving, untouched, as if he had already been there. The late spring heat shimmered in faint waves along the surface, but the air was dry and weightless, too still to feel real. His shadow fell directly beneath him, dark and sharp, like a crack in glass.
He wore only a sleeveless black undershirt and light gray sweatpants. His body was carved in stillness—tall, lean, honed. His face unreadable, his posture resting but absolute.
Then, his thread stirred.
It began from his chest. A pulse—barely perceptible—radiating outward through his skin like heat traveling through metal. Thin lines of emerald light emerged along the surface of his chest, crawling in smooth spirals across his ribs, down his arms, up the back of his neck. The glow was quiet, the color rich and deep, pulsing softly like breath.
The threads began to weave.
They grew. Like roots
"I will find them. I will get them back. I will pull them from another world with my own hands if I have to."
"I know you won't sit still now. What I'm about to do... you'll feel it."
"Then come."
His eyes flickered white.
"I'll be waiting."