Chapter 42 Blood Of Omega

• Nebraska was sitting on her bed completely immersed in her thoughts, while a box containing different stones rested on her thighs. They were not just any stones, they were the last legacy that her family had left her and that she had inherited from Priscilla when she turned five years old.
• At first glance they were simple stones but nothing could be further from the truth. Inside each one was hidden an enormous power of protection. She thought at first that they were simple tales of generations, but her mother had told her that each stone was made up of the crystallized blood of each omega as it died.
• She remembered that she had cried when she had told her that, grieving that she too would become a rock when she died. Her mother had embraced her and laughed at that conclusion, which was not entirely false. Only the blood that spilled from the eyes of the deceased bodies became a piece of red quartz like the ones she had inside the chest.