The vision disappeared, and Lith managed to stood up again, while healing his damaged fingers. He discovered that tears were still streaming from his eyes. He hadn’t cried in years, and the feeling linked to the act was bittersweet.

They were mostly tears of pain, but at the end of the vision, they had turned to joy from his third life. When he saw the dryads standing a few meters from him, Lith finally remembered where he was.

“Is it supposed to hurt so much?” In another moment, rage and doubt would have filled his voice. But he was still shaken from the experience. He was questioning all of his life choices, including what to do next.

“No, it’s not.” The blond dryad was genuinely worried.

“It was meant to show you the past, to help you understand the future. It shouldn’t have been so painful.”

Because Lith had her heart, she had felt an echo of his anguish.

– “Humans are the real monsters. How could a kid endure so much pain?” – She thought   Somehow Lith knew instinctively in what direction he needed to go. A feeling of uneasiness was growing inside him with every second, like when he received the phone call from the hospital the day Carl died.