, it hurts. I'm so much in p
me alive. Do I have any skin le
ince I've been buried here?
nto total dusky looming.
n immured in this stone coffin. Without any possi
s that were ripping, shredding, and tearing my immortal flesh lik
never found sanctuary and is being tormented somewhere in the abyss of the Twilight, while I'm decaying here, in immortality. I hope you're paying for every minute I've spent here, in t
ologue was interrupted
eld again. Someone whom I'll kill without coming out of the ground. I'll exhau
on't sense any living being whose energy I could suck dry and use to appease the burning, even a litt
ere forever! Damn Ulfricus, Banshee take your
d the man listened attentively
s! A woman. A very young one. I can hear her heart
n't have to get out of
al smell of blood. What's wrong with you? I guess, you'r
, dear... Y
nating magic! It isn't d
ss. Any energy
hained in the living grave, lay down, having suddenly forgotten the respiratory reflex, which still h
oice! So lovely... I haven't h
inued, A girl with a ringing voice and strange magic... You've com
re a
ot fo