Seraphina watched like she was in a trance as she or the person who they were carrying rather struggled to reach out to Ian weakly. The lady surely wasn't her, but she could feel herself in her. It was like she was her.
Another thing she noticed was that she was translucent like she wasn't real.
"Once will come a time when a good soul and a cursed soul would be merged together to become one, disrupting the equilibrium of order."
She murmured with a small frown on her face. She didn't know what those words meant or how they came to her lips, all she knew was that she spoke them.
She blinked at Ian, knowing that he had the answer to her unasked question.
"You're remembering, Seraphina."
"Remembering?" Seraphina held unto his arm as he steadied her on her feet. She still felt shaken by what she had just remembered.
"Those memories, are they really real?" She whispered.
