Chapter 13 Liquid Poison As Molten Gold

• Mira was in a familiar place, she didn’t remember being there before, but she certainly knew him. It looked like the inside of a castle. The girl could not define the color of anything, since she saw everything in golden tones.
• Bookshelves and furniture filled the place, a carpet perhaps of fine linen covered the floor. A portrait of a family decorated one of the walls. She was there, maybe a year old. A light-haired, dark-clothed woman held her in her arms, sitting in a chic, orderly chair. On her right side, standing, was a boy who seemed to be 7 years old with a serious expression, he also had light hair like his mother. Beside him was a man of stern expression and dark hair.
• "Is this my family? My real family?" - she asked herself.