I heard a c**k crow. The same noise that always woke me up whenever I was in Amadiran, back then when I was still at home with my family, when everything was still perfect.I opened my eyes slowly as my eyes adjusted to the light in the room, and for some reason, the room looked oddly familiar to the one I had when I was a child. But as I took a quick look around, I realised that it was not just familiar, but identical to my room. What sort of magic is this? How am I here?
I stood up from the bed and felt the comfort in my feet as they touched the fur rug mama always kept besides my bed. There were flower bracelets I always made and hung on the wall still adorning the place, as well as the raffia chair papa had made for me, only that it was bigger. The room was bigger and so we're the brac
