"Myama," Sagiri said her name as if the desert serpent was an old acquaintance. He could have imagined it, but liquid filled its yellow orbs before it shut its eyes and rested its head on the bars and waited.
"Without the Shadow, the Crown will fall into madness. With the Shadow, the Crown may fall in love and perish. To save the world, one must die."
Sagiri lifted his hand slowly and touched it to the head of the beast. The reaction was instant. Unlike when he touched Nakea and Makea's memories, this was more powerful. The moment he touched the head of the serpent, he was sucked into a reality that felt so real. He was suddenly standing on a vast land that was not the desert. He was sure more than anything that he was in Myama's memories, yet it felt like he was fully there and fully present.
