5/24/2025, 5:53 PM
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She hovered near to him, perhaps near enough to feel the rugged thrum of his heart in his chest. If it hadn't been clear enough that he was on the verge of losing it, the soft, half-frantic puffing of his breath would have clued her in more definitively.
His eyes turned, meeting her soft, emerald gaze.
"I thought that, too, at one time," she would start, and he would welcome the way her voice broke the heft of the silence. But he only continued to stare, slowly and meticulously processing whatever it was that was happening to him. He had so many questions. "Ye are awake," she'd continue, reminding him that he was present here. Wherever here was.
What?It crawled from his lips, a useless word that tried to summarize the amassing of feelings that welled within him.
If this was a dream, then where were the rest of them?
Or was he ... were they ... ?
A soft nose met his shoulder. A warmth spread from the point of contact, radiating along the side of his neck as he swallowed and slowed his breathing. Behind his gaze, however, there was still the thrum of anxiety, a radiating insecurity as he tried to rapidly process everything that was happening. Her. This mist. That voice. Mythris.
This doesn't make any sense,she conceded quietly, deflating as his ears pulled flat against his head.
I'm sorry, but, who are you, exactly?He continued, holding her gaze for a moment before shifting his eyes toward the dark, misted field around them. He would squint into the Stygian abyss ... and he knew there was another one, for that voice certainly did not belong to the one who stood before him.
I heard it ...he assured her, still gazing toward the empty expanse that held them. It felt like being trapped in a bubble.
Like there was no one else but them.
And that voice.
That wasn't your friend, then, I take it? Or some ... dream ... beast?His head would swivel, eyes catching hers again. A weak smile would pull at his lips, but quickly deflate back into a wary frown.