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22 - Nightmare
Snow up to my calves, strong winds, distant screams, and growls led me to a burning village within the mountains. The retching smell of burning flesh made anyone's stomach twist. The further I stepped into the village, the more I noticed that it wasn't a regular settlement but a werewolf community, being slaughtered by darklings with no hope and quickly outnumbered as their kin turned into darklings—the werewolves fighting to exhaustion. A soft voice screaming for help comes from the town square but is silenced before I get there. I witness a male figure enclosing two smaller in its arms, burning in purple flames. The darklings circle me, bow, and extend their wings forwards, shaking their feathers. Then they all come to collide with my body, disappearing into me one by one, each carrying a different emotion—sadness, emptiness, loss, depression, despair, shame, and fear.
Death will follow you wherever you go, but you mustn't give up. When the flame of life shines no more
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