In the room, Eos tenderly stroked his mother's hair, who seemed to be in a peaceful sleep. Galilee, attentive, handed him a needle, which she used to prick her finger. With the crimson drop on his fingertip, he carefully brought his hand to Danna's lips, while with the other he gently opened her mouth and let the drop fall to take effect.

Danna, opening her eyes slowly, met her daughter's serene gaze. Despite the confusion that enveloped his memories, the metallic taste in his mouth told him tha