Triple Temptation
He closed his eyes, not in fear, but in a final, quiet prayer that she would find a way to live without him.
I tried, Rhea, he thought. I really tried.
Suddenly, the ground didn't feel like cold stone anymore. It felt alive. A low, harmonic vibration began to thrum through his knees, a sound like a cello string being plucked in the heart of the earth. The air, once stagnant and freezing, suddenly smelled of damp earth and new rain.
"What the hell is that?" a soldier shouted, stumbling back.