Chapter 150: Eyes Of Many
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It took some time before Samantha’s knees sank to the green grass below, an overpowering wave of exhaustion taking a real toll on her frail body.
The drizzling rain hadn’t shown any sign of stopping, and the clouds above continued to make rumbling sounds with a flash of lightning in between. Samantha could hear the sound of the rain connecting with the earth, and it came with a strange melody that she was perceiving for the first time. She had never experienced rain before, the feeling of it dropping on her skin like this, it felt refreshing, and so she remained under its embrace with closed eyes, carelessly allowing her dress to get soaked with each drizzle that showered upon her figure.
When she opened her eyes again, her vision was vague and blurry. She felt light-headed and nothing seemed clear to her eyes anymore, however, that didn’t stop her from noticing the nature that had returned to their land..... the land where she was born and raised. Although she had to discover life through the hardest way of living, that didn’t necessarily mean she could abandon the land and what it had taught her.... The blood moon bore significance to a new era, and it has proven that by returning what they had lost many years ago.
Slowly, Samantha lifted her hands so she could look at her quivering palms, the blood moon had painted them red, whilst her green eyes sparkled with an otherworldly light. She smiled within, as if she had gotten her answer.
"Sam!" Finally snapped out of her trance, Samantha turned her head to see Maurice standing a few meters away from where she knelt. Just like her, he was also drenched from head to toe, but when she made attempts to stand up so she can go meet him, her knees buckled involuntarily, and she found herself dropping weakly to the ground again, a soft cry leaving her lips due to how powerless she had been rendered.
She could hardly get the mist in her eyes to clear off.
"Maurice.." His name left her lips in a breathless whisper.
Her heart no longer bore the pain, but it felt heavy, excruciatingly heavy for her own body to carry. Before she could succumb to the heaviness on her eyelids, her blurry vision was able to make out the silhouette that silently dropped to a landing not too far from where she stayed, and when she blinked so she could get a better view of who it was, she noticed the large magnificent wings that spread wide as the figure headed in her direction, whilst a wry smile curved her lips as she presumed the figure to be an angel of death.