Chapter 137: CXXXVII. Marie.

The grey wolf, the white puppy, and the red squirrel sauntered with relaxed poses towards the middle of the circular area at the top of the vanilla plant crops, where the mysterious female figure stood under the shadows of the oak tree. 

"You can go there alone, Rowie…" Lilith suspired. "We'll watch from here."

"Rowie," The wolf spoke ere Rowie advanced. He and Lilith sat on the grass. "Know that is this fantasy that you have desired for that allows her to manifest in such a recognizable form and has given to her conscience back. You've wakened her up from the deep void of death and nada. She can't hurt you, but it's likely that she will say many incoherent things, or she won't be able of remembering much. Keep that in mind when you communicate to her."