'I was right all those months ago... This is hell.' I thought for the nth time already. My will to live was slowly being drained.
Smile, wave. Continue. Smile, wave. Continue. It was monotonous and I hated it.
'This is hell.'
The only thing that was keeping me going was Valerica's occasional words of encouragement.
Though it was only just enough to stop me from jumping good all the way up to the palace.
After two hours, I was on the verge of desperation, I was even risking praying to gods for aid, but I knew better than that. Fortunately a miracle occurred in the form of a sign just ahead of us.
No Media beyond this point.
I felt life return to my tortured body and I grasped Valerica's hand tightly as she was talking to some media outlet or something... I started drowning out everything within the first five minutes and couldn't be bothered paying attention again.
