It had been a week since Evan got his consciousness in the body of a child named Hiraeth, Evan adapted to his new body during that time. Apart from being weak physically, there was nothing he found from Hiraeth so far. It felt empty like a snail shell that had been left, so cold and empty.
"Hiraeth, let's eat. There was a rabbit in the trap!" said a woman who was known as the mother of the real body.
