Arc Three: His Name Shakes Through the Eastern Wastelands
It was cold. Just like the feeling he’d had in that dream…
Cold surrounded him. He could not open his eyes. It was dark all around. This was a very familiar feeling from his dream. It was quiet all around him, so quiet it was rather terrifying. There was not a hint of sound that could be heard.
Besides the cold and the dark, there was nothing else.
‘If her voice appears and tells me that the sky is bright now and the clouds look like rabbits… wouldn’t that be wonderful?
‘But there isn’t. That voice still hasn’t appeared. That cold is becoming even more freezing. I can’t move. I can feel pain continuously surrounding me, but I’m slowly becoming numb towards it… Am I asleep..?
‘Who… am I..?’
Time was slowly flowing away. It was unknown just how much time had gone by.
