Delia's pov
My consciousness was plummeting, like a stone thrown into a lake, helplessly sinking into the dark abyss.
"Pearl," "My dear Pearl,"
It sounded like someone calling my name from a distant place. Until the voice gradually became clear, a warm touch landed on my forehead, and with great effort, I opened my eyes to find myself once again transformed into a wolf cub, lying by the familiar lake.
A woman in a white dress gently picked me up from the shore. Her pale blue eyes carried a smile, as if she was not surprised at all to see me here.
"You've come again," she said while caressing my face. In her embrace, I felt as if I was lying in a hot spring, incredibly safe and comfortable. I was like a weary traveler finally able to relax completely.
"Woof," I lifted my head and instinctively nuzzled her face. It was strange. Though I felt lost and confused the first time I woke up here, now I only feel tranquil.
