‘You know I created the statues or what? I knew that sculpture of Morata’s beauty would give me away sooner or later. No, on the plain of despairs you watched me make the statues, did you figure out since then? I don’t know if you knew the Freya statue in Baran was based on you. Aah, these eyes are like those when I had that severe cold and you forced that poisonous food down my throat; they’re the same exact eyes!’
Illusion and distrust, fear was budding along with the coming dawn.