Sylvia's eyes were half-closed. She watched their shadow on the ground lengthen and shorten, watched the distant mountains
crouch like beasts on the horizon, watched the crescent moon disappear behind dark clouds...
In that moment, everything she saw becsharp and clear.
She reached into her pocket and touched the talisman, making a silent wish.
If this is a dream, please letwake up later.
And please, let this road be longer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn a daze, she was transported back to the day they removed the boneworm from her. The next day, her leg had been too swollen
to walk, and he had carried her out of that desert just like this.
It felt like a lifetago. She had lost so much blood and was so dizzy from the sun that all she'd wanted to do was sleep.
Gabriel hadn't let her. He had even told her a story.
Later, when she tried to recall the memory, it was always hazy, and she wondered if it had been a dream. Gab, who never wasted
a single word on her, telling her a story?
But that was when it started, wasn’t it? The moment her feelings for him began to shift from reverence and fear to something else
entirely.
Now, lying on his back once again, those suppressed emotions were clawing their way back to the surface, and a sense of panic
seized her.
This was just repeating the smistakes.
It had to end where it began.
She had chosen a different life. She had to stay on that path.
Sylvia closed her eyes, trying to ignore the grief welling up inside her.
She didn’t want love. She wanted clarity.
Even the wise man at the shrine had warned her not to covet the beautiful illusion of a moon on the water.
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