Hypnotized

“I can’t locate it. It’s all either so bright or too… dark.” Dankein muttered under his breath when he had tried to locate The Heavenly Book as Evanora told him to. The lady was looking out of the window. It was dark. How many days, weeks, months, years…perhaps centuries have passed. She had been lying in a coffin. Cursed. Cursed! Punished, for what? For desiring to be powerful! Didn’t everyone desire that?

Anger rose, surfaced in her body bathing every cell of her being and she clothed the iron bars of the window tightly. She had her gaze fixated on the moon. The shining seminar moon. She felt as if the celestial body was mocking her. Was it?

She realized. She had to gain her powers. She needed to recover from that centuries-old rust, and that was possible only if she consumed someone else. Someone else! Her thoughts came to a halt when she heard Dankein calling her with raspy and shaking breaths. Evanora turned to face him.