Chapter 44
- ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱
- My eyes opened slowly, it was dark, it seemed cold and I could still hear whispers, someone seemed to whine.
- "How can you sleep at a time like this?" A familiar voice questioned me, a voice that made my heart warm.