The Present...
I heard "Ava, oh Ava," felt something touch my nose, opened my eyes, and when I glanced up, I nearly passed out. Nessa was there, tilted forward, her long silver hair gliding over my face as she gave me a death stare.
I attempted to talk but was unable to. Darkness was surrounding me on all sides. Except for Nessa's menacing silver eyes, I was blind.
She put her finger to my lips and said in a furious voice, "I'm glad that you're not dead. The acrylic nail polish had a powerful aroma. Naturally, she had black nail polish on. If you had perished in front of me, I wouldn't have allowed you to leave this realm so lightly, so I had to marshal all of my energy to fucking save you.
Once more, I found it difficult to talk because my throat felt as though it were becoming even more constricted. "I-" I stammered.
