Aurora’s POV
I woke up covered in sweat. I didn’t know whether the sudden heat came from me being in a room with no windows or if it had been because of my dream. Whenever I would dream of my mother, it would tend to feel a bit more like a nightmare than an actual dream and this time seemed to be no different so that could easily be the case.
However, this dream was not like any of the others. It was different in so many ways. This time, it was like a memory, but some of what it showed, showed to be different than how it had happened. It felt different, sounded different… Even the taste in my mouth, the smell… It was all different and now, it felt as if I could feel the heat of the fire that I had seen in my dream, but when I dreamt it, I felt nothing but cold.
I pressed my clammy han
