Chapter 022
Emilia's POV
I was aware that the route ahead wasn't secure.
Nevertheless, I followed it.
Between the trees, the wind howled and whispered things I would rather not hear. Each step was slower than the last as my boots crunched over the dead leaves. The deeper I walked into the woods, the more the night pressed against my skin—thick, suffocating. Like rot, cold crept into my bones.
I had no idea why I had come by myself. Perhaps I didn't want anyone to witness my breakdown.
Or perhaps I was already aware...
There was a person waiting.
Like a skeleton in the fog, the ruins emerged from the mist. They are old and broken, just like the memories that are buried deep inside me. Veins clawed at the stones. The air was suffocated by the smell of blood, smoke, and something olde
