Chapter • 35

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱

There was something different, Asra was different. A fire in her gaze, the way she smiled as she fought. I could see beyond that woman with whom I fought futile battles, beyond the demon who seemed desperate for Callisto’s love.

It was almost like she was someone else.

Then I was defeated, woke up in that dark, empty place. 2 days passed and then 3... 4... 5... 6...

It was different! Finally it was different, something had changed and now... I could feel.

I felt the cold, I felt the hunger, I felt the fear that my body sensed when the demons approached and even if I could not smile, even if I could not say what I wanted... I felt a small piece of hope arise.

Esperança.

Asra.

Asra was my hope, because there was something different about her. Something different... about her.

More days passed, more and more - and as frightening as it was to just stay there, it wasn’t so bad.

I wouldn’t hurt anyone, I wouldn’t destroy Callisto, I wouldn’t condemn Loren
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