A large round space opened up. There were no corpses. Only three tombstones were in the middle. It was a place where Lia's desperation faded and where her journey began.
A terrible, heartbreaking yet beautiful journey.
For the graves being here for thousands of years, they were still in an extraordinarily good shape. The stones haven't crumbled or fallen apart at all. Maybe it was the abyss and everything here that protected them. The previous and original kings.
Back then Lia had no idea what these names meant but now she knew and for some reason she felt a sense of familiarity, kneeling in front of their tombs.
Lin, Yana and Theo. There should be a fourth name. Mani who was buried with Theo.
Lia let her fingers glide across the engraved names. Back then, she felt the incredible urge to dig their graves out and couldn't control her body but now she felt calm.
