Sarah and Aris wandered down the street along the river hand-in-hand. “We have had so little time together since you came to stay at the Catacombs. We have hardly had a moment alone to speak since your decision in the cavern. I want to know what you have been thinking about your changing.” They stopped walking, leaning against a metal railing along the sidewalk. A double-decker bus passed them and drowned out her answer. She waited a moment, then repeated. “My thoughts fly all over the place. Sometimes I’m terrified. Sometimes I’m elated and can’t wait. But all the time, I know in my heart it’s the only thing I can do, the only thing I want to do.” “You are sure?” His dark eyes questioned hers. “Absolutely sure. I have questioned myself up and down. I have never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to become an Immortal. I’m driven by the desire to feel what you feel and see as you see. I know your world is different and I know the only way I can experience it is to become what you are.
