Liora
I don't know how I did it, but in a split second, I escaped the dark cage inside my mind and regained control over my body.
Since the very first moment I felt that dark presence looming inside my mind, its essence absorbed by the otherworldly magic, I knew something bad was going to happen. This daemon wasn't like the other creatures that shared my conciousness, maybe because it was more sentience than ordinary animals, more like me than a Corsean.
The corrupt creature was seeping itself into the fissures of my mind's defenses like a poisonous ivy slowly seizing hold of my body. The moment I felt the dark shackles reaching for me, when I began losing control over my body, I fought. It was a battle of minds, yet I screamed and trashed and clawed searching for a way out—back to c
