Chapter 26: Courtyard
I ended up back at Castling College to pick up the Quest. The evening turned into a spectrum of purple mixed with blues and no rain. I wanted to take stars in, so I sat in the college’s empty and semi-illuminated courtyard. Cobblestone pathways led throughout the yard, leading to places to sit. The ten wrought-iron benches zigzagged through the oak and maple trees that were in bloom. A sliver of silver-white moon hung in the distance, prepared to shine all night long, until it became tired and hidden at dawn.
I sat on one of the benches for the longest time until someone sat down beside me and placed his right hand on my left thigh. At first, I didn’t know who the hand belonged to, but a familiar voice spoke.
“Why did I think I would find you here, Paul?”
Matthew
