Alyssane woke to the gentle lull of the wind chimes, their soft melody soothing her senses as she lay still in her bed. For a moment, peace enveloped her. The dream she'd had—already slipping through her fingers—felt distant, almost unreal.
But then, she woke up.
'Dream?' The realization hit her with a jolt. How long has it been since she dreamt? They seemed to have disappeared as abruptly as they came, Alyssane was only supposed to have visions now, she was sure but―
The wind chimes continued.
Alyssane glanced towards the window where the metal and wood creating a harmonious tune swayed with the gentle breeze. She stared at them, her thoughts growing distant.
Four years... Four long years of silence where the visions that once plagued her stopped, leaving only the soothing sound of these chimes.
