The Forsaken Luna’s Revenge
The ground under our feet surged like a heartbeat.
"No," I said. "This isn't real."
Terrified, the child looked around. "Where are we, Mom?"
I pulled him very close and said quietly, "I don't know." However, we must relocate. Quickly.
There was nowhere to run, yet I did it. With each stride, the barriers moved. I saw flames once. Next, my former residence. Next, the grave of my mother.
"What is this?" I let out a gasp.
The kind yet ruthless voice of the ancient god followed us. The road of damaged brains is this one. You can't run away from me out of fear.