"Then the woman began to shed her own blood on the earth."The two arrived at a house that is so hidden between the walls and shops that if Geon hadn't explained to her that the restaurant was hidden by magic, the girl would be a little scared to have been taken to that end of the world. She still felt some of the pain she had experienced in the mansion garden, the urge to cry until her eyes fell was there, buried between her bones. But i was in public and with the makeup ready, I could cry at another time. She had learned one thing from all the hell that lived in mom's house: no matter how fucked up you are, always be elegant. Not elegant for society, elegant to yourself, there are already too many problems for you to care what others think. Then she started following it to the letter, even if they resulted in maids talking about a ghost who lived in the Noctavia attic.Geon got out of the car and opened the door for her with a shadow. She laughed when she heard the scream of a

There was a dream that persisted in staying there, passing again and again. Showing every little detail that wasn't too easy to forget again. He wanted to stay there, that piece of mind where he hurt the most. There wasn't much to do about the dream, it was as uncontrollable as the air, the most she could do was try to digest it. Understanding him was the only option, but she still didn't understand. Then he passes and passes again, making it clear what he would like her to understand.She was so tired, she decided to take it.The dream was divided, she didn't know how many parts, but it was obvious that it wasn't a single one. She didn't care how many times he shared, she just tried to understand, again, what he was talking about. Anyway, what seemed to be the first, showed a young woman, who had not passed her seventeen years, who was sitting in a garden so flowery that it hurt so much brightness and color. She was so beautiful that it wasn't like something that was easily noticed i

The outside world was quickly heard when the mind awakened and the eyes opened. There was such a pure and primordial air that the girl's lungs took a few seconds to get the air in, it was all so messed up that she didn't even notice. But, the air pulled hard and a few coughs caught the attention of a small sparrow that was hanging at the feet of... What was supposed to be her bed.Artemisia could feel that the fever had dropped dramatically, so that when she touched her own face, she was cold as a corpse. It wouldn't impress her if she was one, her body hurt so much that it looked like she died and came back so fast that the possibility that she'd get used to it was almost nil. The sparrow took off and went near the headboard when a gust of wind and feathers passed by the animal and he turned into a woman. The young woman's mind had just awakened and had to process what had happened. She wanted to know how long she would be sleepless, since she had been unconscious for so many days. T

Leonore entered like a hurricane after the screams and Artemisia asked them to call the witch. The leader of those women still looked at the Carmesim as if she were a clam who mysteriously began to talk and move. The girl felt extremely offended, but it was too gratifying to keep sending in her own body. Leonore approached the young woman checking in detail, the witch was also impressed by the fact that she was very cold, the look she gave the woman was a little scary. "Don't look at me like that, witch, I got here a little over five minutes ago, I also have no idea what might have happened to her" The leader replied coldly and, deep down, it looked like she was about to roar like a lion. "I ordered them to call you, Leonore" Artemísia said and turned her face to the tray with sharp objects. "I don't know what they're going to use it for, but I don't particularly feel inclined to accept being pierced. I don't-""It is a standard procedure that we do with beings we have no knowledge

Artemísia went all the way in silence, didn't mind looking out the window, she had no interest in trying to figure out where she was. She just sat in silence, stroking the fur of the little ferret made of shadows that lay on her lap. She was happy that Geon supported her decision not to continue with that gigantic back at the same point as it was all that search for something that was possibly impossible to exist.She could see the pain in Leonore's eyes and it hurt her too much. The girl didn't want to have to do that, but at first she didn't want to start. She was just content to understand what and why she was going to die. It was just that. Artemisia had already been content to end the name Carmesim herself. She hated saying it, but she could understand her mother at the time, even if it didn't mean she would tell her.When they arrived at the mansion, there was an uncomfortable cold there. It was spring, she tried to remember, but it was supposed to be hotter than weeks before. I