This prayer, whose origins were as uncertain as its epoch, seemed to activate a mark engraved deep within the soul, forming an inexplicable and indescribable call!
So clear, too clear!
It was as if someone was lying on his shoulder, whispering into his ear!!!
[I AvgruNnen av tåKe og mørke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome]
Lin Yi stood petrified in the darkness, his pupils dilating slowly, his mouth opening gradually, his throat slightly undulating, and he began to emit a sound that didn't seem to belong to this world:
"I AvgruNn...en av tåKe og mø...rke jaGer..."
"Old Lin..."
A voice arose in Lin Yi's mind, causing the momentum of the sound he was making to falter slightly.
"Old Lin..."
Lin Yi's body started to tremble, and his previously dispersed pupils began to focus slowly.
"Old Lin..."
As Lin Yi came to his senses, he could hear such a voice by his ear, but when he looked around, there seemed to be no one beside him.
"Old Lin..."