Ayame was doing her usual job around their land when she sensed a pair of eyes fixed on her but she just shrugged it off. She was to focus on her job but she could feel the worry that MIR was having and something shifting in her priestess that’s why she was not in the mood to play around. She was also worried about MIR and wanted to finish what she must do around the land.
“I must head home into her arms as soon as I can,” Ayame muttered to herself as she jumped from one tree to another and she felt the entire land above the tree.
Meanwhile, MIR was having trouble with her sleep. She groaned and jolted from time to time as if something was troubling her sleep. Where everything was flashing in her dreams so fast that MIR could not even think if the scenery that was flashing already happened or not until it suddenly turned dark. There was a dead silence with coldness and loneliness.
