33. Fall Again
Einith
It’s surreal. Him just laying on a stone table in the middle of his shrine that I’ve never seen ever being there before. The strong scent of the perfume oil wafted around the room and tickles my nose. The tables have definitely turned. It's not him waiting for me to conquer death anymore, but me waiting for him to wake up from this God version of death.
This is Karma biting me back in the ass. Even though I didn't want to be in that situation.
I waddle close to the stone table. I passed by his shrine a few times before, but this time, even I know it looks immensely different from before. Candles lit with blue flames surround the four corners of his shrine and a dark shroud of fabric hangs from his high ceilings. It's as if he already died rather than sleeping
