#Chapter62

Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon

Where was I?

This darkness that surrounds me, hides me from whatever that I fear. Here, I don’t feel a thing. I was safe. I was alone. Nobody. No one will ever reach me here.

So, I sit on the darkness with my knees tucked and my arms around my chest. I don’t know if I opened my eyes or if they were already open, but a bright light hits my face, lifting off this darkness that was comforting me.

And in the middle of the light, there she stands wearing a long black dress. Her midnight black hair flows free on her back and...