The sound was like someone snoring in sleep. The saintess did not understand anything in her dreams, but she had an innate fear. She felt that if the snoring person woke up, the earth would shake.
In her dreams every night, the saintess would either be hung up and beaten, her face would be burned with red hot iron, or she would be tied up and used as a sandbag. Every day when she woke up, the saintess felt like she was being tortured. The problem was, she was the saintess! A saintess that even ghosts and demons could not get close to!
