Lost

Chapter 29 - Lost

Imelda’s POV

Everything hurt. I felt as though I was the dummy used for sparring classes. Just breathing causes a great deal of discomfort. But the heat, the unbearable heat, was gone. I no longer felt like my skin was on fire. My body felt like it was made of lead, and it ached like I was the focus of target practice, but that all meant one thing. One thing that allowed me a chance to endure the aches and the heaviness. It meant I was alive and that eventually, I would be able to continue on with what I had set out to do.

I could hear a soft snore beside me and the shuffling of footsteps on a wooden floor that sounded far away. My senses slowly began to come back to me. A new realization setting in, one I wasn’t sure I wanted to see. There wasn’t the sound of a fire burning or the sound of the trees swaying in the breeze. Instead, the ground beneat