"Mrtklrukkrr Ymnowhemu…
"For the wandering soul that seeks rest, You shall find a home inside me…
"Hrrakkharr Ymnotrugok…
"For the wandering heart that seeks life, takes my flesh…
"Trruddrokill Yrmmunill…
"For the wandering land that seeks home, you are here…
The Merger of the Body, Soul, and Divine Kingdom.
"Boom… Boom… Boom… Your heart is strong, as your creator made it so. Wake up!"
Circe gasped as she became awake, the sound of her heartbeat was so loud that she felt it would be heard from space.
In a few short hours, she had died multiple times, and she knew that the effects of her numerous deaths should leave a scar on her psyche, but she was not feeling it.
It was as if every time she died, her soul was protected in a bubble of solace that cleansed the trauma of her violent death, and every time she woke up, it was like being born for the first time.
