The atmosphere within the spiritual realm was serene, a timeless expanse defined by glowing, starlit mists and infinite stillness. Odesse stood in the center of a quiet clearing, her silver hair shimmering softly beneath the divine light of the Moon Spirit, who hovered gracefully in the air above her.
Despite the tranquility surrounding them, Odesse's breath was uneven, her mind racing with the horrific lingering memory of the encounter in the woods. She looked up at the ethereal entity, her voice trembling with demanding urgency. "Who was that woman in the forest?"
The Moon Spirit's glowing form flickered gently, observing Odesse with silent, ancient wisdom.
Odesse pressed forward, her eyes wide with unrefined anxiety. "She looked horrific... her eyes were like fresh blood, and her posture was completely wrong. How did she know my name?"
