Hiln was just a child.
A child who knew nothing of what had created her.
She was innocent, and perhaps, if he tried hard enough, he could keep her that way.
He could teach her to be good and never turn into that monster.
The strange dreams of his still came in fragments, but they had become a lot clearer. Especially those runes and symbols he was slowly starting to understand. Even though he did not know how, he just understood it along with their meanings.
A few of them were protective wards.
If he could master them properly, he could hide what she was. Grant her a normal life, and protect her from the clutches of that creature.
Hopefully, he would be gone soon. His body was that of an old man, and when he was gone, at least she would be safe.
