Chapter 42: Cold, Hard RealityWith my back resting against the wall, I watched the sun set on the horizon, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. I'd sat here for ages, thinking of everything and nothing, wishing I could remove the memories from my head.
Peaceful and quiet, this room was one of the few places I'd found where I could relax and listen to the spirits without constant bombardment from the people surrounding me. I'd found it by accident, investigating the assembly hall one day, I'd followed a set of stairs which led to the chance discovery of this small area above the main rooms. There was no furniture, no indication of its past use - but it was ideal for me.
When I'd first escaped up here after the battle, I'd curled into a fetal position on the floor, wrapping my arm
