Chapter 40: Echoes of the Abyss
Sophia lay curled on her narrow bed, the weight of the day pressing her into a fitful sleep. The bath had washed away the grime, but not the turmoil in her mind, the Trihydra's gaze, Orion's collapse, the guilt that gnawed at her. Exhaustion finally dragged her under, but her rest was far from peaceful.
Sophia settled into a restless sleep. There was no point pondering on what had happened. She needed to rest and besides it wasn't like she cared for Orion but more that she was worried that something like that had happened in her presence.
In the depths of her slumber, the world shifted. She found herself standing in a vast, snow-laden field, the air thick with swirling flakes that stung her skin.
