Chapter 57

Now that the other one is gone I can feel a weight lift off from my mind, and yet the aftertaste is still enough to let me drowsy and I find not much relief that his power over me has been lifted for all the attention from the one holding me is focus on myself now, and that on itself makes me unable to open my eyes to confront him, the words of the other one resonating in my mind and my ability captivating gaze could only worsen the situation if my mere face could have such devastating effects already.

And as much as I am angry with my own fragility, my self preservation instincts are screaming at my ears, and yet my curiosity gains terrain as the minutes drag and the only thing the one holding my does is to move us back inside a house, closing the door behind us with a clack.