Evalynn landed heavily on her left
shoulder which made a strange cracking noise. She stood up massaging
it before gathering the stones which had felt out of her bag in the
fall. There was not Seraf to be seen but there were no traces of Seti
or Azazel either. She sighed wondering in which direction they could
have been walking. The corridor was dark and almost silent except for
the sound of water dripping on the ground. She remembered being in
the same kind of annoying, dark, never-ending and extremely boring
corridor once before, in the fairy world, just before being captured
by the feron and again in the fairy world, just before being almost
served for diner to giant mantis. This place was definitely creeping
her out. She looked at the vortex, she wasn’t too far, she could
still go back if necessary but the idea to see that vampire again and
to have him laughing at her was insufferable. She sighed and started
to walk toward the dripping water, if she was to leave in a cave, the
better place would be somewhere near water. She could always pretend
that she had lost her robe in case she was to meet someone. For some
reason being in this place still felt better than to be in the
destroyed sanctuary, at least she didn’t have to watch familiar
death face just yet.
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