Sunny inhaled deeply, trying to sense what changes had happened to him due to the completion of the Weave.
He remembered how he had started on the path of inheriting the lineage of the mysterious daemon, and all the trials he had to overcome to obtain it.
Back then, on the Forgotten Shore, ignorant of the world and enthralled by the Soul Devourer… why was it that he had decided to climb the branches of that malevolent tree? Sunny barely remembered.
'Oh, right… I wanted to find the most delicious fruit to give it to Nephis and lift her mood.'
Nephis had resisted the enthrallment a bit better than Sunny and Cassie, spending most of her days on the shore of the Ashen Barrow and looking west with longing in her eyes… like Odysseus dreaming of Ithaka on the shore of Ogygia. Even if she could not remember why she had wanted to leave and what she was striving to achieve, she still felt restless and lost in the deceitful bliss of the mind hex.
