章 592: Fading Mortality

The Third Prince went silent as he continued crafting from the piece of wood he had manifested and it took him three months to finish his work. During this entire time, he did not stop talking, but his words became lesser and lesser until his tongue fell off, but he tore open the stitches on Elura's mouth and his voice came from her mouth.

What he created was shabby, it was a boat that appeared to be made by a drunken carpenter who had just begun learning his trade, but he looked incredibly satisfied with his work.

The Third Prince brought his two hands to his face, and his left eye fell from his sockets, and the fingers he had been using to craft the boat were twisted and broken, and with a slight shake of his body, his left hand fell off and he laughed slowly, but it was Elura's mouth that was moving.