Nesrin drifted off to asleep while she was reading in the library and as her thoughts slowly faded away, a familiar sense of nostalgia crept inside her heart. She heard a broken incoherent sound from the system, but it was too feeble to be comprehended.
The forgotten mist embraced her once again, and as the vision gradually cleared, so did her mind. A sense of understanding and clarity filled her.
She was back in the past, to those unknown memories that were hers.
"Nesrin?"
Ezra knelt besides her, his younger self carried a small sense of innocence, a refreshing and soothing aura that he would not carry for just anyone.
Nesrin nodded, her eyes were heavy and her face was slightly flushed red from fever. She took a few moments to calm her erratic breaths and Ezra
"It's true..." she whispered but did not explained anything further.
"Can you tell me more?" he asked worriedly.
