1160 The Two Thousand Years’ Agreemen (1/2)
”Fina!”
Fina hurriedly raised its head.
Who was calling its name?
The sound was so far away yet so familiar, causing it to miss it immensely.
It looked around in all directions. The sound had vanished, and only the light wind blew past its ears.
Where was this?
Where on earth was this rubble-strewn, grassy wasteland?
It did not recognize this place, but why had it come here?
It was inconceivable. It should turn around and leave, so why could it not move at all?
”Fina!”
Fina suddenly turned its head, but all it saw was rubble and weeds.
The westward-inclined sun pulled long shadows out of the walls in the ruins, and the sound seemed to come from the shadows.
Its head hurt very much. It must be because it had been under the sun for too long.
In this kind of hot weather, it should be lying in the hotel and taking an afternoon nap. Why was it that it had come to this foreign wasteland?
”Fina!”
It turned its head again but was still unable to tell where the sound came from. Its head began to hurt even more.
Who was it?
Who was playing this kind of meaningless game?
If they wanted to play hide-and-seek, there was an obviously more suited party here.
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It suddenly opened its eyes wide, and this time it heard clearly that the sound did not come from one direction, but from all directions!
The wind brought the sound to pass by its ears, the tone circling around its body, like it had missed her and refused to leave.
”Fina! You're back!”
It must have been that sand had gotten into its eyes, because it suddenly wanted to cry.
Who was it?
It wanted to speak, but its voice seemed like it was stuck in its throat, and it could not make any sound at all.
After trying a few times, it said something that was against its own will.
”I…am back.” It opened its mouth and muttered, not of its own will.
”Welcome back. Are you here to visit me?”
It remembered this voice…this voice…
Its head was hurting even more.
D*mn it! Why was its head so painful?
It was her! This was her voice!
A drop of water fell from the sky, but it caused the dam to go beyond its storage limit, like the straw that broke the camel's back.
The door of memory was shattered by the floods, and the scenes from two thousand years ago appeared in front of it like a movie.
The wind that had blown here two thousand years ago was this gentle too.
Bastet's Holy Temple!
This was Bastet's Holy Temple!
This was its home!
The torrent of memories took away the headache, but its body trembled violently.
This was Bastet's Holy Temple?
What about the canals winding around the temple, elegant as fine gauze?
What about the great gate that humbled mortals like ants?
What about the tall walls around the temple and the ancient trees within the walls?
What about the main road that had once led Bastet countless times to walk down during rites and to be worshipped by thousands of people?
What about that palace that was full of precious jewels worth cities, and the place where it had made countless precious memories?
And…what about her?
Fina looked around blankly. The eternally unchanging wind was still there, but everything else that it knew had vanished.
Everything, whether it was what it once liked, or what it disliked, hated, treated as ordinary…all of it had disappeared.
All that was left was the ruins with their broken down walls and weeds.
Since it was like that, why did it need to return here?
Why didn't it turn and leave?
Anyway, there was no reason to stay here anymore.
”Fina!”