Pearl closed her eyes as her body cut though the branches of the wind. She hoped that the voice would keep his promise. She felt like it was taking forever to reach the ground and at the same time she felt she was close to crashing.
*
In the land of Belshiva, in the room of slaves laid Desmond. It was close to midnight and again he was having nightmares. This time he saw a girl. A sweet little girl, running. He could see the beasts chasing after her. He could sense her purity, her innocence and wer beauty. He calmed down a bit as he watched this precious pearl. But then, his heart skipped a beat when she felt off the cliff. He body began to sweat. He felt a bit of relief when she was able to grab on to the cliff before falling but worry as the beasts were searching for her presence. When the beasts found her and prepared to destroy her priceless looking fingers, and a tear escaped her eyes, Desmond had enough. He forced himself back to reality.
