Otsana.
Death came closer, and closer, and I closed my eyes, and fisted my hands against my dress with tears in my eyes. It seemed like I couldn't be tough anymore.
She immediately wrapped her palm around my neck, her fingers poking me. I tried to scream, but I couldn't. I could only wince in pain because I knew there was something else going on.
She pressed my neck tight, and my nostrils caught a familiar scent. The scent of my blood trailing down my neck. It had a metallic aroma to it.
“You will die like a chicken!” She yelled, and immediately pressed harder.
I winced harder, and pressed my eyes closed, hoping I could wake up from this nightmare. However, there was no waking up from my reality.
My heart skipped a beat, and I cried, hoping the moon goddess could have mercy on my f
