Capítulo 289: Land Of Memory

As if she was decaying yet she was moving and breathing somehow.

Her chest was heaving up and down as she breathed.

Silja could see everything clearly but she couldn't believe her eyes.

She saw a woman lifting her hand and slowly lifting small clothes from the bundle she was holding.

From sheer attraction, Silja slowly walked toward the woman and with each step, the fog faded and the woman's face became clearer.

She looked like someone who had just walked out of the black and white painting.

So vivid and hard to believe.

In her unfamiliar face, Silja found many similarities, similar to herself. As if Silja herself was created from the same mold as her. 

Her heart was thudding in her ribcage. Something was trying to surge up at the back of her head but Silja pushed it back and just concentrated on the woman standing ahead.

Some liquid was trickling down from her forehead where there was a large bruise.