The Shipwreck - Chapter 25
On the way, Maestra seemed restless. She hugged her stomach, muttered through her teeth, moved nervously. Arsik watched her but hadn’t commented on it. From time to time, he comforted her by walking with her hand in hand, without speaking, and then he let her on her own again. She was fighting against the tempest inside her – the souls around them had awakened the she-demon. Hours later, when he asked her what was going on, she didn’t deny it. “She is awake, Arsik. She is constantly asking me, cajoling me.” Arsik shivered. “What do you mean? What is she asking?” Maestra breathed heavily. “She wants me to procure souls for her, Arsik. She can never have enough. This is the ultimate payment for her. She can’t fight it; it’s an unquenchable thirst.” Arsik felt disgusted. Maest
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