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A scream sounded, a dark voice and even colder than the one the nun had used. A scream that called by my name, the name of that ancient soul and belonging to another world. And I followed that voice, desperately trying to find it again, to reach it in the middle of the darkness and the noises that ran through that madness that my head had become. The dream dissipated, the darkness retracted, and a caress was made against my face somewhere far away.

Open your eyes. Now!

I obeyed.

Vraxlon watched me, holding my forearms so tightly that when he let go, I had to avoid moaning in pain. I observed beyond him, we were no longer sailing, although we were still inside the boat. I had to swallow dry twice until I found my voice, until I felt that my mind and soul were interconnected again.

“Are we there? "I whispered with a hoarse voice, because I didn't want him to speak first.

I didn't want you to ask, because I wouldn't have answers and I didn't know why I had almost urinated in fear in that