Another sleepless night and day goes by, Hiromi remaining the same, other than the eyebags starting to form under her eyes. Nonetheless, she doesn’t dare to give herself to the slumber, afraid of what could happen in result. Afraid of the nightmares.

The seals around her look more worn down than before and the runes’s light is now dimmed. It was clear to her that her powers are slowly running out and will soon be unable to support that shield around her. That fact was making her uneasy.

She didn’t want to face the world around her, she wasn’t ready for that. All that she wanted was to lay here forever, away from everyone and everything. Having nothing but solitude, it was grim but it was safe. She was ready for that exchange, to hold it like a burden on her shoulder but be protected from the dangers.

Her mind was still somewhere far away but some thought of that event were able to reach it.

She remembers their voices, their dissapointment and anger directed towards her. She remembers their screams that reached her very soul. A shiver ran down her spine just at the thought of that.

A pressure formed in her throat. Words wanted to escape but her body was still unresponsive to her commands. So her thoughts remained unheard, only for her to know.