Exactly nine days after the Silver Weaver and Silvana's conversation, the darkness that had surrounded her for so long finally began to dissipate.
Due to their situation, she had not seen any dreams while sleeping, and at first did not even realize that she was no longer asleep.
Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.
Her eyebrows twitched as she slowly opened her eyes.
"What the hell…?" Silvana muttered in a hoarse voice.
She looked around as she felt a bitter taste in her throat. It felt as if she hadn't drunk anything for several days or had returned after a long journey through the desert.
Well, one of her assumptions was close to the truth.
From the moment she fell asleep, she didn't wake up even for a short period. It was part of her contract with the Silver Weaver, but she wasn't used to it.
"Damn... My head hurts so much..." Silvana whispered as she moved toward the bathroom.
