Chapter 119 Promises From The Past Part 2

• Lilac’s P.O.V
• Then, I waded into the shallow waters, the cool liquid caressing my ankles, as I released the candle to embark on its nocturnal journey. The flickering flame became a beacon, casting its warm glow upon the water. The silent ripples echoed the anticipation in my heart as the floating emissary began its voyage toward the moon's reflection.
• In the quiet of the night, under the celestial gaze, I closed my eyes and made my wish. The rustling leaves, the nocturnal serenade, and the soft lapping of water against the shore formed a symphony around me. I waited, breath held, for the mythical connection between the floating candle and the moon's reflection to weave the threads of my desire into the fabric of destiny.