'Solacis arretta profectis.'
Comfort hinders progress.
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The ebb of time flows constantly for what feels like a year. The lone soldier upkeeps her studies. Kiora's curiosity swells while under the wing of her tutor. As the sun and moon exchange places, she feels the Infernum's clutch. Despite Kiora's quest, she is laxer than her initial step into the realma. The young Daemik's mind becomes numb to panic.
Kiora slips outside the castle in high spirits. She carries a bag along her shoulder. The young Daemik scurries across the stepping stones with elation. 'The early sky is beautiful!' She beams with a glance towards the crimson horizon. Dew clings onto blades of grass. As Kiora reaches the rose garden, she takes a right turn towards the forest.
The path ends and the young Daemik w
