Capítulo 43: In my dream.

Fire and ice danced a duet on my skin. Flames licked my existence with fervent tongues, painting my world in shades of incandescent orange and red, a warmth that bordered on agony, yet exhilarating in its intensity. I caught my breath, and suddenly, the warmth vanished. A cold embrace engulfed me, as if ice itself had wrapped its fingers around me. I could almost see the frost spreading across my skin, a chilling touch that paradoxically burned. My laughter, moments ago so vibrant, now faded into a mist, disappearing into the void around me.

Pain and joy intertwined, indistinguishable, morphing one into the other with such fluidity that I found myself laughing through tears, a sound that echoed in the void, finding no surface to land. My heart raced pumping adrenaline like a drumbeat, urging me on through this labyrinth of madness.