'My queen.'
'Where are you…?'
'Please, don't leave us!'
Countless thoughts and desperate feelings filled Seth's mind. The world around him was burning. The sensation on the skin, the nose full of smoke, he was sinking deeper than ever before, not sure if he could return.
In theory, the darkness in the cores was known to magicians for a long time, but no one knew how to erase it, nor where did it come from. To hear the voice remained behind was overwhelming and the burden of someone else sadness was chaining him up. Like devoured by the quicksand, he was being lost.
"Seth!"
A voice spread through the nothingness like the waves.
"Seth, regain your mind! Don't let someone else emotions rule over you!"
Arianell called out to him again and again.
