𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 [𝐩𝐣𝐨 𝐱 𝐡𝐩]

❝ DREAMED PATH ❞

|| CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN ||

❝ DREAMED PATH ❞

LILITH WAS STANDING INFRONT of the same tunnel that had been the most important part of her life.

The caldecott tunnel cut through the solid rocks, about as wide as her school's hallways.

Lilith looked around but all she could see was slight flickering of the world beside her.

She was dreaming.

As she walked inside the tunnel, she couldn't help but think back to the day when Jason and her and bursted through those tunnels while being chased by a dragon.

She chuckled sadly as she walked deeper into the hillside. Her home was right there. She was in Camp Jupiter but all she could do was to stare at every single corner of the camp.

But the dream shifted before she could see more.

She was standing in the corrider, cemented floor, the lights changed to reed torches, which burned but didn't let out smoke. The walls were sectioned off, each a few feet of space just big enough for stained glass mural.

She was in the room where only Praetors are allowed. She was in the Room of murals.

Her fingers gazed over each mural, a shock shot up her spine as her hand touched a specific mural.

Aurelia's mural.

A photo of Aurelia was there, a bright smile on her ageless face, her sea green eyes that were reminding Lilith of Percy. A smile that was dangerous and lethal and her hand was curled around the hilt of her imperial gold sword.

Something was written down, but Lilith wasn't able to read it. It was something blur for her.

Her eyes lingered on Aurelia for one last time and her lips turned into a small sad smile.

Beside Aurelia was a photo of a blond boy. On his back was a quiver and he was flashing a toothy grin towards the camera. His blue eyes were sparkling with mischief but there was maturity in them.

Michael.

Lilith's throat was tightning with all the emotions. So, she turned her away.

She couldn't help but notice that there was no mural for her.

Maybe they still believe that she was alive. Lilith didn't knew whether to feel good about it or bad.

Her eyes immediately snapped at a faint glow that was coming from the last box that was kept at the very end.

Lilith furrowed her brows as she moved towards the box, her fingers gently gazing over at as her eyes caught few words. It was her name on it. She didn't knew why they have a box for her.