In the vast chamber, a sweet girl lay curled in her master’s bed, lost in sleep, unaware of the world around her. But her peaceful expression soon twisted into distress as a nightmare seized her small form.
In her dream, she was drowning, water closing over her head, swallowing her cries. She screamed for her master, her voice breaking with desperation. He appeared, fighting to reach her, his hands stretching out. Yet the harder they struggled to touch, the further apart they drifted. At last, his figure was swallowed by the dark depths, leaving her alone, sinking into silence.
Panic crushed her chest. She couldn’t breathe.
With a sharp gasp, Kiara jolted awake, her breath ragged and shallow, as though she had been running for miles. Her wide eyes scanned the chamber in fear, searching
