Chapter 32
Nira Helladoor Island Present Day “So, you don’t understand a word of what I’m saying? Don’t you?” I asked the little girl and she scratched her matted hair, not really following my question. She then smiled and offered me a coconut from a gigantic mountain of fruits stocked at the back of her cavern. I smiled, accepted the precious fruit and then looked around us. It looked as if she had been living alone there for what seemed like a long time. There was a bed made out of dried leaves, a primitive looking table formed by plain rocks and cups that had been carved out of coconut shells. The kid in question was dressed in grey rags and her feet were covered by dried leaves tied together. I couldn’t imagine how she had ended up on that island. An Omega needed to be born from a tr
- Writer
