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CASSANDRA'S POV

Watching the soul fall down to the ground before my eyes, I felt so weak, so drained...I moved to touch it, but I knew that there was no bringing it back to life. I messed up, and I knew it. I was trying to be perfect. My writing skills were back from centuries ago, but I need to balance my emotions so I wouldn't lose another soul. I felt an ethereal tug from a realm that was not here and realized it was Julius calling for me. I was long gone into this realm but I knew I had to go back.

Even though, the weight of my mistakes and failures bore down on me, leaving me feeling weak and drained. The truth was, I had been trying too hard to be perfect. I had been so consumed by my own self-imposed expectations that I lost sight of what truly mattered - the rawness and authenticity of my words.

I was momentarily lost in the allure of this mysterious realm, tempted to escape the mess I had made. But deep down, I knew that I couldn't abandon my responsibilities or run away