As Desina’s consciousness waned, her mind drifted into a realm of fragmented thoughts and fleeting memories. Images flashed before her eyes—a childhood spent running through sun-dappled meadows, laughter echoing in the breeze; moments of tenderness shared with loved ones, now lost to the winds of time.
But amidst the chaos of her thoughts, one memory stood out with crystalline clarity—a pair of warm, sapphire eyes, filled with kindness and compassion. It was a memory of Thorian, her childhood best friend, the one who had always been there for her through thick and thin.
With a surge of determination, Desina clung to that memory, using it as a beacon of hope to guide her through the darkness. Though her body was battered and broken, her spirit remained unyielding, fueled by the unwavering
