Sol sat there in the dim silence of the hut, the heavy musk of their sexual encounter slowly dissipating into the cool air. The woman lay beside him, a beautiful, ruined heap of copper skin and exhaustion, but Sol's attention had shifted inward.
He placed a hand over his heart, his fingers splayed across his sternum.
It really was there. A strange thrumming vibration beneath his skin that he had never felt before. It definitely wasn't the beat of his heart.. that was a rhythmic thump-thump… but this was a continuous, high-frequency hum, like a trapped insect buzzing against the cage of his ribs. It felt alien, yet intimately connected to him, as if a new organ had suddenly grown in the darkness of his chest cavity.
"What the hell is this?" he whispered, bewildered, pressing his palm harder against the bone, as if he could physically push through and grab whatever it was.
