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CHAPTER 156 Ashes Of The Old Self

Elvira

The moonlight poured through the window, silvering the room in melancholy. I sat cross-legged on the cold stone floor, my hands spread over my thighs, fingers trembling with restrained fury.

The visions hadn't stopped. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them, my fallen ancestors or so I...