Chapter Eighty-Two

When I woke up the next morning I realize that I overslept, but even though I slept like a log I still felt tired somehow, as if in need of a longer rest; or a more calm one at that, worsening from the fact that my back was now sore from sleeping in the corner without moving.

Beyond having my heart and mind heavy I was still supplying my shadows with mana, in a way that I was almost breathing and eating for them, so I can understand why that happened; and why I was so hungry too.

So I stand, stretching my arms, passing the back of my hand over my mouth as I look around me, seeing that the place was mostly empty, only Aeglos and Eyope laying, and for the smell of food I had a good guest where they all went.

I blink the sleep away as I follow the smell of food, finding Leonel and the others on the porch, eating outside while sitting on the edge, looking over the destroyed garden.