----Unknown POV----
“Good night, Edmund! My Love!”
I woke with a start, my heart racing as though someone had whispered directly into my soul. The caress of that voice lingered in the air, sweet and soft like velvet against bare skin. I glanced at the old clock hanging crookedly on the wall of the run-down shack I called home. Two in the morning; I groaned — sleep would not be returning easily tonight.
Shuffling across the creaky wooden floor, I made my way to the pot resting on the metal firewood stove in the corner. Perhaps a cup of tea would help soothe the strange excitement thrumming through my body.
But that voice…
It wasn’t a mind-link — I was certain of that. It felt deeper, more intimate, more real; a sound that could quicken my heart and slow my breath all at once. I could s
