" Soaria, darling." Someone called out from distance. It was scary that even when Soaria was about to wake up this person, maybe a voice must of call out to her. But to whom did the voice belong ? Was this person someone she could trust or someone that wanted to hurt her. Was she ready to once again leave everything behind for something or someone she didn't even know ?
It indeed held this very kind emotion in it's voice remainding her of someone she knew. But even the kindest voice could held so much hate for some creatures. Beings in this time were cruel and yearned blood for the ones they lost or tried to protect. She did doubted if answering back was the right thing for her to do or just staying hidden behind the covers of her safety. Fearing and hidding was not always the answer to
