Evelyn awoke again in a cold sweat...she had grown accustomed to the nightmares to the point where she no long woke up screaming, but she would never stop being horrified by these terrible dreams. As bad as it was to be reminded of the horrible events, the worst part was how her own body reacted to these dark dreams. Each time, she awoke with a terrible feeling of arousal, her pussy practically soaked. It was a terrible thing to awaken to, especially for someone who had never tasted pleasure before. She had to keep reminding herself that this was not her own doing, that she hadn't given in.<br/><br/>Each time Evelyn finds herself in this sort of situation she turned to her blade for comfort. Drawing the sword allowed the light to shed into her cabin aboard the ship. It was a physical reminder that the light of Lux had not been completely snuffed out. It might be the barest of hopes, but even a tiny ember can kindle a roaring flame. She had to keep reminding herself of that, that she couldn't give in, or the world would truly fall into darkness.<br/><br/>The sound of the ship's lookout roused her from her thoughts. It would seem the long journey was complete at last. She felt a surge of anxiety as she started to dress herself so she could help with the docking. Wihleah was a long ways away from where the journey started, where her first attempts to rekindle the light of Lux would begin. She had heard that one of the artifacts of Lux was here, the Embrace of the Lightmother. She had hoped that maybe if she would be able to get it it would be useful as a beacon to show the goddess was not completely lost. But what rumors had reached her ears of this place did not give her high hopes that it would be easy. Even before the fall of Lux it would seem that Wihleah had become...diminished. A place full of corruption and greed. She couldn't just walk in and explain her mission and expect to be helped. But she had to do something.<br/><br/>As the ship was successfully docked she said her goodbyes to her shipmates, unsure when or even if she would see them again. They had known she was going to depart here, but she had kept her mission secret for the time being. Having packed up her belongings she threw a hooded cloak over herself to keep her features hidden. She didn't know how well an armed and armored woman would be received her in the city. Once she was on the docks her first order of business, barring any complications, would be to find a place to stay. She didn't know how long this would take, and she needed much more information before she decided on her course of action.