CHAPTER 15: The Vision
Seraphina's POV
The following morning, I started my journey to the Seer's place. When I got there, he was backing me, it was just like he has been expecting me. He started the conversation immediately.
"You are already late," the old man said before I even spoke.
"You knew I was coming?" I froze at the doorway, half hidden by the old curtain of moss that was place onto the stones.
Zevryn didn't turn, he was at the center of the old temple, barefoot, covered in different torn grey clothes, as if he had just escaped from the ground itself.
"I knew you would come when your heart had broken wide enough to let the moon come inside."
His voice was like gravel and honey, it was strange and ancient.
"You are Zevryn?" I moved forward.
"You already knew that because you have seen me in your dreams." He turned his head.
