Interlude III


Like a hushed inhale, life entered her shell of a body. Cold chills crept across her skin as though she was thawing ice. Her eyes fluttered open, and she lay there, questioning existence and all that remained. Avei felt empty- void of all feeling and motive. Then, as a single heartbeat pulsed in her chest for the first time postmortem, she felt zealous to find the man that did this to her. There was a new righteous cause for revenge, fueled forward by an encompassing surge of a new emotion: pure and unadulterated hatred.