Chapter 38: Matra's Cadeuxis

The silent clock ticks in the Infernum. Kiora wakes each twilicht waiting for the chance to further her plan. Yet, the mysteries of her history grate her thoughts. All Kiora can do is observe time's passing as the solest swaps places with the lunest. 'How long has it been?' She sighs while rummaging through her dream diary. Upon a new page, she records her recent reverie.

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'I'm walking barefoot through an emerald grove. As I trudge along the dirt path, there's a gentle breeze. My sights peer skyward. The sun shines with golden light. 'This isn't the Infernum.' My thoughts muse. 'Where am I?' A perplexed mind begs to ask. Yet, no answer comes at the ready.

The forest trail guides me to a river. I place a hand upon the closest spruce. My palm tingles as I feel the energy coursing through the bark. 'Fascinating!' I beam. Not before long, a voice crosses the wind.

"Come to the water/ Let the flood take you farther/