Chapter 124. Lost Whispers of Hell

Eir’s POV

“Anja? How the hell can you call that thing something so casual?!”

“Because that is, or it was, her name at the beginning.”

We had finally stopped, sitting down in the pitch-black depths of the cave. The cold stones were biting against my back as I leaned against the walls, pressing my knees up against my chest.

“All lost souls, detached or roaming spirits, end up here. When she did, she was a woman like you. I am not sure what she was, but the legend says she was a shifter, though the stories about what kind are many. However, they said she was a greedy woman, sly and conniving, that she would use any means necessary to get what she wanted or felt she deserved. Nobody knows how she obtained the fallen dragon, but somehow, she did. She did not anticipate the cost of her greed. There is nobody she can complain to, nobody that can change her fate, so as the years passed, her spirit became part of the skeleton. Together, th