THE BOTH

Chapter 138 Author's POV. Lucian stared at the wall and the carving as if it would change anything but it didn't. It remained the same. The longer he stayed, the more obvious it became. All the doubts and dreams, all of it assembled itself in his mind. The reality of the truth slowly set in. He hated what his mind conjured and he desperately seeked for any other truth. This couldn't be it. But the carvings told a different story, a different reality from what he wanted. On the wall were three vessel like pots. Two of them were broken and one was whole. A sort of wind came out of the one pot and slowly poured into the other two. The story was there, not complicated, not hidden but there. When he looked at the other carvings, it was to realize that they were all mini fragments of the same thing. Different portrayals of the wind going into two other broken vessels. Lucian's fists clenched in his hands. He felt pain, agony and then they were gone. All of it and only anger, steamin