What, so you just scared her?
“Yes. But she believed it.”
Leaving her to drown in the terror of her own illusions was the most I could do in terms of torture.
It’s a shame, but on the other hand, I think this is a clean way to handle it.
Through the window outside the spire, I gazed at the world stretching wide to the horizon. Feeling the wind wrapping around my hair, I said,
“I hope there is no regression in this world, in any form.”
It’s not a fate humans can bear.
A voice answered my wish.
[‘The World-Building Spirit’ says that it will be so.]
After completing all my duties, I found myself in a glass-domed greenhouse garden.
Even in a season when the snow was just starting to melt, this place was filled with a variety of blooming flowers, allowing one to savor the fullness of spring ahead of time.
The spacious tea table…