Artemisia
The dripping sound gets me to open my eyes groggily.
My eyelids feel heavy, just like I slept for a thousand years and my body wasn't ready to wake up yet.
Sitting up, I hug myself instinctively as I look around in the shadowy cave. It seems to be made out of red stones and I shudder as a cold wind blows past me.
Where did that come from?
I stand up on my wobbly legs and notice that I’m wearing what Matthew dressed me with before going to bed.
What a strange dream.
I even feel the soreness still lingering between my legs as I take a few steps towards the crackling sound of a fire.
I must be losing my mind.
Being pretty sure that this must be a dream as I can’t feel Cassy at all, I reach the source of the crackling noise.
It isn’t a fire, but a slow stream of w
