Chapter 119
Emilia's POV
As I ascended the rocky path, the chilly mountain air pricked my skin. My breath came in ragged gasps, each step felt heavier than the last, and the night felt colder than it should have. The emptiness gnawing at my chest was what chilled me, not the temperature. It's the kind of emptiness that slowly eats away at you, draining your life until only a hollow ache remains.
Hours had passed since I last felt the moon's pull. My once-constant connection to it was no longer there. The loss of that connection left me feeling as though a piece of myself was missing. The once-strong and familiar bond vanished from my memory like dust. I attempted to summon it in my thoughts, but the emptiness and intransigence of the silence reverberated back.
At the summit, just below
