About the book: year / - You are running from me, but in vain. — A weightless embrace of the spirit fell on my shoulders from behind, and instead of the usual chill, for some reason it became warmer. As if Dwell could protect her. And the spirit hastened to confirm the crazy guess: “When people come for you, I will burn them and move on, Eris.” Just give me the body. You have enough strength and knowledge to create it, fill it with a piece of magic so that I can get used to it. When people gather at your doorstep and demand your head, I will be there, you will not need to run.