Ruth opened her eyes. What was that smell? Lavender? She looked around. Her wound once again was healed, though she wore a nasty scar. She felt the warm breeze next. “Hirosaki?” She whispered. She was so tired. Then she felt his breath on her. “I’m here, love.” Then he was gone again. His presence remained barely noticeable. The entity walked up to her. “How long do you think you’ll last?” She asked. “Longer than you.” Ruth said simply. She was at a loss on how to possibly end this. “How do I beat you?” She asked. Not sure where she came up with that idea. Not realizing she had asked out loud. The entity turned and looked at her. Ruth knew the answer, she just wasn’t sure. Identify the demon. But that was real demons. What was she? Then a random thought. She was writer. “You’re your own wo
