Aria
My body felt like it was floating through a void.
I didn’t have any dreams—no prophecies, no dead parents coming to give me cryptic messages, none of that.
Everything was just… dark.
And then I woke up. Sort of.
The first thing I noticed as I slowly returned to consciousness was the sound of sniffling and little hiccups, followed by the warm pressure of tiny hands gripping mine. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt glued shut, and my head was pounding with a dull, unrelenting throb.
Everything about me felt sluggish and wrong, as if my body was working against itself.
Did I get… hit over the head with something? I wondered groggily. Because it certainly felt like I had gotten steamrolled by a freight train in the middle of the night.
“Is Mommy
