[Book Three] The girl that once was Milaia now must face the worst of all her nightmares, war. To do so, she must finally get to the truth of the story, with the help of her friends and allies. Will she be willing to pay the price to know it? Will s...
I wasn't sure if the feeling of falling was because I felt guilty to the bone or if it was because I was really falling at a speed that was beyond measure.
And yet I wasn't thinking about that, I wasn't thinking about the now, I was totally lost in the past of what had happened.
I had let the power take control of me and I had let it break me down completely. In the process, I had come close to destroying everyone around me.
And worst of all, what made my skin crawl, what embarrassed me like nothing else, was that it had felt incredible.
Every part of my body was screaming for me to feel that powerful again, to be covered in that feeling and never let it go.
I knew that on no terms could I ever use all the power together again, because if I did, I wasn't sure I could ever go back, no matter how much Caelus helped me, I wouldn't come back.
I felt my body land, falling softly onto a cushioned surface.
Perhaps I had died and this was my arrival in the afterlife.
Whatever the case, I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to know what was next, because I wasn't sure I could handle it, that I could live up to the sacrifice it would mean.
I was tired of fighting.
How much more of me was I going to have to lose in this endless war?
Could I ever find the person I once was again, could I regain the dreams of living an unexpected life, of achieving unthinkable things, or would it all end like this, in the darkness consuming me and taking me to a place I could never get out of?
I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't care to know where I was. I just wanted to believe that it had all been a nightmare and that I hadn't hurt so many. That that part of me was still asleep and would stay that way forever.
'Open your eyes.'
A voice called out to me, insisted, demanded that I open my eyes.
'I don't want to, leave me alone.'
'Do not exhaust my patience, just open your eyes and get up human.'
I knew who was talking to me, I knew where I might possibly be, and that made it even worse.
It was worse to think that I was just where I had wanted to be, because I felt I didn't deserve it.
'What's the point? If you want to finish me do it right now. I'm not going to fight you anymore. You win, okay?'
That anger had driven me to bring out the worst in me, just to prove to him and to everyone that I was stronger. Now I didn't feel strong, on the contrary, I felt weak.
'After showing me how strong you are, I will not allow you to act weak like this. So open your eyes at once and look at me.'
At those words, I could only obey him.
My eyes were not prepared for what they saw.
I was resting on a big, fluffy, pinkish cloud. The clouds were everywhere, holding up what looked like castle walls.
That's what it was.
A castle in the clouds.
And in front of me, barefoot and dressed entirely in white, a man who was not a man, with golden hair, black eyes and big, beautiful white wings.
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