However, as dubious as it sounded, it still made sense. The pain that she had been feeling, would not be easy for her to go through every day of her life. She would not survive.
"It is almost time for you to return."
Arella stiffened. "Return…?"
The Foreverwatcher inclined his head, his infinite reflections shifting ever so slightly. "Did you believe you would remain here indefinitely? No, child. This place does not belong to you. Everyone has a fate, and yours may have been intertwined with this one, but it s not where your fate will come to an end."
The chains coiled around her wrists slackened further, their weight diminishing until they felt no heavier than threads of silk. The sensation of law binding her in place—of being pinned beneath the weight of something far greater than herself—began to lift.
But it was not relief she felt.
It was dread.
If she left now, what would she take with her?
