Eros' POV
My body aches but more than that my heart is spiraling into another round of turmoil.
The airship was trembling as it soar fast into the sky, morning already arrive without us knowing yet our destination was still the same, the sky station.
Ugh...
That heaviness again, the same hollow, twisting ache that claws at my ribs until breathing feels like work.
*CLANG!*
*CLANG!*
Sounds of swords clashing began echoing in my ears, it rings continuously, though its not physically present, but in my mind, replaying like a broken record. Along with it, the voice… mocking, venomous, sinking under my skin. It continue to whisper, latching into my soul like a leech.
And just like that I felt like I was taken back to the battle
I no longer hear it, but also felt it, the same sensation the same pain. It touch my skin as if telling me not to forget.
