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Chapter 15

Myropa could see the war raging behind Aslo's disturbed gaze, but she could do nothing to assist.

Even if she could, she wasn't sure she should.

The gods had plans, and Aslo was likely to get in the way. She abruptly felt a churning

sensation swirl through her mind. With it came heat, blessed heat. The momentary warmth was worth

the dizziness, and it ceded her with an uncontrollable desire for more. She released the breath of life and stepped across

the veil into a hall so vast she couldn't see the farthest wall. The black ceiling that soared

far, far above, was dotted with stars swimming in a milky soup, and the floor beneath her feet

felt soft, like walking across layer upon layer of blankets.

As she walked, with her arms out for balance, her feet sank as if into sand.

She startled when she looked up from her feet.

Windows lined the hall, but beyond them was not the luscious greenery of a garden or frothy

waves of an ocean.

Instead, creatures stood in display cases, as if preserved through taxidermy. Animals she had

never before seen, strange things, things that made no sense looked at her from behind

crystalline glass. Some of them appeared more like people than

animals. Their empty gazes looked as if they had once held intelligence. Her frozen heart

leapt into her throat when she came across one that looked like her, not in coloration,

body shape, or height, but as in human.

Myropa's feet were rooted to the soft ground as she stared at the lifeless form

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