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If you scorn us, he will be hers Give yourself to us Know our ways

The light of the torch was nearly gone Lia hesitated, her soul wrenching with pain But she would not surrender to it Even if it cost her life The Medium had whispered to Colvin that he needed to il If he took Hillel to Billerbeck, he would irl – but perhaps the Mediuardless, because of who she really was Could she give up having Colvin in this life in the hope of having hi Jealousy, greed, hatred, and worst of all fear – all of the negative feelings swarmed her She crushed theive in With her hand still on the Leering, she set the torch down on the ground and stretched to reach to the final Leering Its crushing weight slammed upon her

The fear of betrayal

Oh yes, she was expecting it She saw Hillel for who she was She saw that she had visited the hetaera garden already Each visit, she had slowly given away her fears, one at a ti so grip of two ancient Leerings, Lia experienced the salty sweat streaking down her body The agony was unbearable Fear of betrayal orse than the fear of death Colvin would succumb to Hillel After all, he was only a ht her that women were more powerful It would take time to wear him down But if Lia died in the pit, would he keep faith to her memory?

The choice is yours Join us, and you can avert this fate Join us, and live forever!

You are a daughter of Ereshkigal

When the do ould happen

I will not fear death I will not fear betrayal I will do the Medius released her The serpents surrounded her, eyes and forked tongues probing her There was only one , the one she could not see The one beyond the wall Lia stood, heart heavy but feelings firht and wandered into the dark, no longer caring what the serpents did The Leering pulled her forward, beckoning her with its power

The stone wall blocked the way She reached out and touched it Immediately she was overwhelmed by a force so powerful it dropped her to her knees There was a rush of pain and pleasure, a jolt so violent and heavy that she was overwhelmed by its power

A voice thundered in the stillness of her ht before the battle of Winterrowd

Speak your true name and enter Give me power over you Speak your true naht and ferocity She tried to open her il prevented her She could not say it She would have Her as so sal’s voice She had never experienced so that was ancient beyond anything A presence stirred in the room