- DAMON -
"Wake up child." A femine said. I groaned, slowly opening my eyes.
"Wake up!" She whispered softly. Despite my vision being blurry, I can make pieces of my environment. I'm on sand. The air is thin and sandy. Not to talk of dry.
I tried to raise myself up with the support of my hand but I could barely move. I feel weak.
"Damon, please get up. It's mother."
That made me flinch. Mother? I tried to turn but my neck stiffened. I can feel her touch. Feel my head rest on her soft thighs as she pats my face. She found me.
But.... I can't see her.
I forced my body to move. It's the same result.
"You're not here." I said. The strain in my voice wasn't missed.
Mom giggled. "Not physically." I felt her fingers wander around my body till she touched my wings. I hissed. It hu
