Alera’s POV
I hugged my pillow tighter, pressing my face into the softness as if it could shield me from everything. The silence of my room felt suffocating, yet at the same time, I wished it could last forever.
I was so tired.
Tired of waking up to the same uncertainties, tired of trying to make sense of things that refused to be understood, and most of all—tired of feeling like I was losing myself.
Sleep used to be an escape. Now, it was another battlefield.
Like clockwork, the vision came again.
The same blurry landscape stretched before me, distant yet familiar. I wasn’t sure if I was standing in a dream or something far worse. The place called to me, whispering in ways I couldn’t comprehend.
I tried to move toward it.
My feet refused to obey.
Frustration burned in my chest as
