Chapitre 92: She Lied

MICHAEL

I heard her voice. Felt her presence in the room. I longed to reach out to her, but I felt frozen as surely as if I’d been encased in ice. I’d been cold for so long. And I’d had many dreams of my love, though none as real as this.

She touched me, in the dream, and sent a chorus of screaming shards of ice singing through my already frozen veins. It hurt. It burned - but I wanted more. Hungered for her touch, even if it killed me. I wondered if I would ever get used to Hell, if the warmth of Asgard would ever leave me entirely. If I would ever stop dreaming of Desi.

With fervent desire I prayed it not to be so. I’d endure an eternity of freezing torture to see her in my dreams.

And then something new entered my mind.