The voice scratches down the back of her mind as the footsteps walk behind her. Gabriella takes a deep breath and tries to calm her nervous mind as the birds act differently. The world feels different, but she can't quite put her finger on it as she tries to realize the world's ways.
Once vibrant, the sounds of their songs are singing songs of desperation. Taking deep breaths, she recites a spell before a bird clasps its beak roughly against her clothing tearing it again. Her clothes are in tatters, tears streaming down her eyes; she wishes she was next to Caesar.
Wishing she was wrapped in his arms tightly right now. She regrets her mistake of asking him to enter back into the world. He was a shell of what he once was, but they weren't in danger as they are now.
