I hear ringing in my ears, my vision blurry when I go back to think about that night. Under the full moon, while the carriage traveled the whole night through the bumpy track, I disappeared.
Gripping the necklace in between my cold hands, it was warm, and it glowed furiously, bringing me back to the place I never knew I'd return. The next series of events was something I least expected as I've tried countless times yet failed.
Only that night that I concluded that the necklace would only release its true potential under the full moon. And the origin of it is more than what I thought it was.
It's Bohr's necklace, made from the essence of the center realm's core with Beorene's hair. The deities went to war because of this; it is a dangerous item that fell to my grasp.
"How did you do it?" Faye pressed.
"I-"
