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enough.
“But you come here?” Nina looked down at his feet, at his polished black leather shoes that blended perfectly with the dark stone of the tunnel, and then at her feet, cushioned by soft green grass. “You come here to look at it?”
She raised her head again and he lifted his gaze above hers, fixing it on the mountains behind her. The sorrow in his amber irises grew stronger and the sigh that slipped from his lips told her everything that he wouldn’t. He did come to this place, and she couldn’t imagine what torment it was for him to see it and not be able to step into the light.
He was in the shadows still, as if the sunlight refused to touch him. Another impossibility. The sun was at her back, directly behind her above the mountains. Its light should have reached into the tunnel, together with her shadow, but it didn’t. It stopped dead at the threshold.
A threshold that was made of smooth black stone.
A wall. Made of huge blocks. She slowly took steps backwards as she tipped her head up, lifting her eyes to the astounding view before her. It wasn’t only a wall with a door in it.
It was one side of an enormous black fortress.
It loomed over her, several hundred metres tall, topped with gigantic spiked towers. Not a single window penetrated the wall.
Impossible. That word rang in her head again. The logical part of her pushed forwards once more, stating that she was dreaming, because while the valley didn’t seem quite real, this fortress had to be a figment of her imagination. There was no other explanation.
Such a place couldn’t exist in reality.
She had been enamoured enough with fantasy stories to dream of living in castles, and had read books on the most famous ones in history, planning to visit them one day. She felt sure that if this place was real, she would have read about it. A castle the size of this one could hardly go unnoticed by the world.
“I have not visited this place in a long time.” Lucifer’s smooth, deep voice drew her gaze back down to him. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him why when he spoke again. “Return when you are ready.”
She went to nod but froze in place when Lucifer held his hand out and a wooden flaming torch appeared in it. He casually set it into a metal holder on the wall inside the tunnel, as if making things appear out of thin air was an everyday occurrence for him and nothing for her to worry about.
She stared dumbly at the torch, tempted to go into the tunnel to touch it and see if it was real. Maybe she was dreaming, because things were getting stranger by the second.
“There is no exit from the valley, so do not waste your time looking for one.”
Nina frowned at that and saw it as an opportunity to test him and see whether he had been in it. “How do you know if you’ve never set foot in it?”
Lucifer turned his back to her and disappeared into the gloom of the tunnel.
His voice whispered from the darkness.
“Because I created it.”
CHAPTER 7
Nina slowly turned her back to the tunnel and the fortress and stared out at the beautiful landscape before her.
Lucifer had created this place?
Who the heck was he?
He had powers that made her wonder whether she was losing her mind, but those small things seemed possible when faced with the thought that he might have the ability to create an entire valley.
She crouched and rubbed her fingers through the grass, crushing it slightly in the process and releasing the crisp fresh fragrance. It looked, felt and smelled real. She was sure that if she dared to place a blade of grass in her mouth that it would taste as she remembered it too.
Nina rose back onto her feet and began walking down the slope towards the longer meadow grass and the river. Her mind churned as she took light steps towards the glittering water, the strong sun keeping the chill off her skin and the earth warm beneath her feet.
When she reached the tall grass, she held her hands out at her sides, allowing
“But you come here?” Nina looked down at his feet, at his polished black leather shoes that blended perfectly with the dark stone of the tunnel, and then at her feet, cushioned by soft green grass. “You come here to look at it?”
She raised her head again and he lifted his gaze above hers, fixing it on the mountains behind her. The sorrow in his amber irises grew stronger and the sigh that slipped from his lips told her everything that he wouldn’t. He did come to this place, and she couldn’t imagine what torment it was for him to see it and not be able to step into the light.
He was in the shadows still, as if the sunlight refused to touch him. Another impossibility. The sun was at her back, directly behind her above the mountains. Its light should have reached into the tunnel, together with her shadow, but it didn’t. It stopped dead at the threshold.
A threshold that was made of smooth black stone.
A wall. Made of huge blocks. She slowly took steps backwards as she tipped her head up, lifting her eyes to the astounding view before her. It wasn’t only a wall with a door in it.
It was one side of an enormous black fortress.
It loomed over her, several hundred metres tall, topped with gigantic spiked towers. Not a single window penetrated the wall.
Impossible. That word rang in her head again. The logical part of her pushed forwards once more, stating that she was dreaming, because while the valley didn’t seem quite real, this fortress had to be a figment of her imagination. There was no other explanation.
Such a place couldn’t exist in reality.
She had been enamoured enough with fantasy stories to dream of living in castles, and had read books on the most famous ones in history, planning to visit them one day. She felt sure that if this place was real, she would have read about it. A castle the size of this one could hardly go unnoticed by the world.
“I have not visited this place in a long time.” Lucifer’s smooth, deep voice drew her gaze back down to him. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him why when he spoke again. “Return when you are ready.”
She went to nod but froze in place when Lucifer held his hand out and a wooden flaming torch appeared in it. He casually set it into a metal holder on the wall inside the tunnel, as if making things appear out of thin air was an everyday occurrence for him and nothing for her to worry about.
She stared dumbly at the torch, tempted to go into the tunnel to touch it and see if it was real. Maybe she was dreaming, because things were getting stranger by the second.
“There is no exit from the valley, so do not waste your time looking for one.”
Nina frowned at that and saw it as an opportunity to test him and see whether he had been in it. “How do you know if you’ve never set foot in it?”
Lucifer turned his back to her and disappeared into the gloom of the tunnel.
His voice whispered from the darkness.
“Because I created it.”
CHAPTER 7
Nina slowly turned her back to the tunnel and the fortress and stared out at the beautiful landscape before her.
Lucifer had created this place?
Who the heck was he?
He had powers that made her wonder whether she was losing her mind, but those small things seemed possible when faced with the thought that he might have the ability to create an entire valley.
She crouched and rubbed her fingers through the grass, crushing it slightly in the process and releasing the crisp fresh fragrance. It looked, felt and smelled real. She was sure that if she dared to place a blade of grass in her mouth that it would taste as she remembered it too.
Nina rose back onto her feet and began walking down the slope towards the longer meadow grass and the river. Her mind churned as she took light steps towards the glittering water, the strong sun keeping the chill off her skin and the earth warm beneath her feet.
When she reached the tall grass, she held her hands out at her sides, allowing
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