***James***
“...as from your seed within her womb would come the next stage. The next human...”
Amoya's words are haunting me in my head as I wake up with a jolt. I can hear the vague buzzing of my phone on the counter top somewhere above me as my alarm goes off. I open my eyes and there is vague light coming through the windows from the rising sun.
I sit up, noting that we had fallen asleep, our legs entwined on the floor of the living area of the cabin, somewhat covered by a throw from the seating area. I extricate myself and stand up, looking fondly down at Serena sleeping.
We have probably had less than three hours of sleep. I am unsure how many relatively sleepless nights we can continue to have, but for now I once again feel strangely alive and alert.
Why this is, I do not want
