Upon hearing that voice, Isabel finally exhaled a sigh of relief, feeling the weight she had been bearing on her shoulders abruptly lighten.
...The death knell did not sound again; how wonderful.
As she watched the sunrise begin to brighten the sky, Isabel's eyes momentarily became moist.
She did not know what dangers Aiwass had faced after their separation. She couldn't help him, and had she misunderstood Aiwass's intentions or missed a signal, she might have caused the death of someone she cared for.
The sense of helplessness and tremendous pressure made her stomach feel as if it were being tightly clenched, and she would have vomited if she spoke any louder.
"...Huh?"
Isabel looked down, down at her hands becoming translucent.
They were crackling and trembling, blurring for a moment.
...So the dream had not immediately shattered and vanished this time?
Isabel too was surprised, and she looked up.
