Octavia
I had never imagined the Underworld would be so… bright. I had always pictured it as a place of endless darkness, lit only by eternal flames, filled with the screams of tortured souls. But this… this was just light.
Strange, I thought, because there was no chance I was heading to the Goddess’s hidden realm.
So why is it so bright? Where are the flames? The screams? The tortured souls?
All I could hear was… growling.
Is that what tortured souls sounded like? Growling?
Then it hit me, like an iron fist slamming into my chest. My entire body jolted as I gasped for air, my lungs greedily dragging in oxygen. My eyes flew open in panic, greeted by blinding lights shining down on me.
I coughed violently, struggling to understand where the hell I was. All I could see were the lights
