Chapter 24 Raven Is Mine

• The room was in darkness. Only the rays of the moon filtered through the slits of the huge window like a mantle over the huge bed of silk sheets. In the middle of it a thin body lying face down, almost lifeless, with eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep as had been the case for so many nights, was no longer important. Only a nightgown covered her total nudity and covered those marks that adorned her skin and made her constantly remember the past events.
• A sound at the door indicated that someone was entering, but she did not turn her face, which was vainly delighting in the landscape that could be seen from the balcony. Nothing mattered to him. Not even when the bed shifted under the weight of that person and the pleasant smell she saw with that person. There was only someone who could make her feel moderately calm and protected under that strange roof. That wolf used to watch over her sleep every night until she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, so as not to worry him more than she did. That made her feel even worse.
• It was a pleasant, comforting memory Was it a memory?