AVELORA
The deem light of my phone casted scary shadow against the fur wall, the low battery signal of my broke the silence, startling me. Something was breathing behind me, the sound was low and impossibly close. I slowly turned on my heel, my heart hammering against my ribs.
I expected tge monstrous beast that had attacked us before. I expected razor-sharp teeth, extended claws, and the predator ready to tear me apart.
Instead, it was a man.
He was impossibly tall, towering over me in the cramped space, dressed in heavy robes of dark unwashed wool that seemed to absorb the pathetic amount of light I had. His face was etched with the frown lines, his eyes were dark and calculating.
My breathe caught in my throat.
I had seen him before in one of the vision with the Chief Priestes
