Chapter 77. What I Truly Am

Angelica’s POV

“Look straight at the tree before you and tell me what you feel,” Alchemist said, and I followed his orders before shifting my gaze and concentration completely on the Bodhi tree.

It was big. Enormous, one would say. The sudden lack of wind around us made its leaves still, and its branches breathed calmly.

The more I looked at it, the stranger I felt, as if something was bubbling inside me. Was it anxiety? Nervousness?

After what felt like an eternity, the tree that I had been looking at suddenly felt like it was looking back at me, as if trying to communicate with me.

My right hand moved on its own towards it.

I took a step towards it. The tree was calling out to me.

I took another step. And then another and then another, until I stood right before it.

Its brown trunk suddenly appeared black and dark, like full of unattended emotions. And I know it was ridiculous to feel that a mere tree on top of the hill had an