The lines between the tangible and intangible blurred, leaving her caught in a liminal space that did not belong to the waking world. The remnants of emotions from her dreams lingered, their presence intertwining with her consciousness. Confusion swept over her leaving her momentarily adrift.
"Kannen…" Adela's voice emerged, laden with sentiment.
She clung to the darkness with closed eyes, but a flicker of movement twitched her eyelids, it was followed by a gentle touch that wiped away the tears cascading down her cheeks.
"Father?"
As silence greeted her query, she gradually opened her eyes, but the transition from the realm of dreams to reality remained a disorienting haze. She couldn't distinguish between what was real and what was a figment of her imagination. Unsure of which reality she truly inhabited, she decided to give her senses time to adjust.
She let her eyes wander.
