Chapter 62-Artemisia

Shelagh Milano 1.4k words

The dripping sound gets me to open my eyes groggily.

My eyelids feel heavy, like I slept for a thousand years and my body isn’t ready to wake up yet.

Sitting up, I hug myself as I look around in the shadowy cave. It seems to be made out of red stones...

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