Winter sat on the foot of his bed, waiting for the guards to arrive to escort her. Her heart was thumping, as was natural for someone who was about to do something completely different from most of their life. Though if she was to be honest, something else was troubling her more.
There was something in her head. No, someone.
It was always there since yesterday, perhaps even the day before, but it was getting out of hand. Memories were flooding in, and sometimes she can’t differentiate her real memories from this vague and blurry ones. She could vaguely see an endless swamp of poverty and hardships, a sunshine hidden beneath a thousand year old veil, and… a strong desire to reach out beyond.
It was the same feeling she had always had
