Chapter 7

“There we go. Now it’ll be a bit of a walk, if you don’t mind, by then we can both get some sleep and start fresh in the morning.” They started off, Drew curious. “Do, um, demons sleep?”

“In a fashion, yes.”

“Okay.”

They walked along in silence, neither of them letting go. Drew managed to keep any unpleasant thoughts at bay, finding an odd sense of peace in the demon’s presence; which made him wonder what that said about his soul. And thinking of his own soul brought forth the question of whether or not demons possessed something similar, surely Artem did, otherwise why did he experience grief? Surely that was an emotion beyond the realm of demons, or at least it was according to every book and movie in existence.