When the Moon Calls Its Flames
Natashas chest felt really tight it was hard for her to breathe. "Do you mean we have to do it tomorrow evening?"
Sona looked at her her eyes steady and calm, like a rock. "Yes. He told me that it is time for him to start his plan."
The words hung in the air between them. They felt heavy. Really stood out like the sound of bells ringing from far away, in a big empty room. The words just lingered, like the sound of those bells it was really something.
Natasha blinked slowly. Let the silence go on for a bit. She wanted to enjoy it. Then she laughed. It was a laugh. She shook her head. "Finally. Our Lord is doing something " she said. Natasha sat back into the couch. She looked very happy. Her lips curved up. There was something, in her eyes that did not look nice. "Now I get to meet Our Lord " she said.
