She did notice its rate of speed had diminished greatly from when she had first entered the brain. It was as though she was a hindrance to its operation.
Eventually she heard voices. Muffled ones that she barely recognized.
Assa? they called to her. Someone here knew her name? How odd.
Assa, talk to us. Where are you?
Ah, thought Assa. Dawn and Dusk. Always there. Two ends of annoyance that never seemed to leave her alone.
I’m in a dragon’s brain, said Assa.
No answer. Assa liked that. She had surprised them.
No, said Dawn. Really. Where are you?
I told you. I left the fish that I was in, floated up to the top of the ocean, and a dragon snagged me in its brain. Maybe on purpose, maybe not. I’m not sure.
Well, said Dawn.
Well, said Dusk.
Yes, said Assa. Well.
I didn’t know anyon
