I was floating.

Floating in the light, everything felt so overwhelming, and yet—right now—I felt nothing physically at all. My eyes even refused to open, as if rejecting the command to open them. Instinctively, as if wanting to smother the light burning through my eyelids, I had the urge to move my arm in front of my face. It felt so numb that I couldn't even feel my hand moving.

It was a bizarre feeling. I can't even begin to describe what it exactly was, the light that invaded my eyes dimmed once I attempted to cover my face. So my brain was working on telling my body what to do, but why couldn't I feel myself doing it? 

What was I even doing?

What was even happening?

"Vienna."

Something… No, someone said my name. A voice so delicate, so soft, my body and mind immediately went at ease. My hand drifted away, urging me to look and identify the unknown voice and presence around me.

My eyes fluttered open, and the bright lights immediately shattered my vision, inflicting an uncomfortable spike to crawl through my body. Pain or pleasure, I let out an obvious, uncomfortable groan. 

I heard the moving of fabric beside me. I moved and lifted only my left eye to see what was there. 

A dancing particle. Was it a particle? It looked like fabric, it was a faded sunset-like color, from whitish yellow, all the way down where the tips were fading into a warm orange, it was shining against the white surface below it, and the movement appeared to be dancing in the wind. 

Weird. I couldn't feel any wind, yet again- I couldn't feel myself feel my own body. All that I could sense was an uncomfortable pain in my head. It was pounding and yelling at me to close my eyes, but I didn't want to. I wanted to see the figure that I knew was in front of me.

It began to move, and the sunset fabric in front of me began to form. I swallowed the uncomfortable pain, forcing my eyes to focus. It was hard, but I had to see.

Slowly, a figure began to form in front of me. I felt utterly astounded. My whole body went rigid, I didn't even concern myself with the discomfort in my body anymore.

In front of me was a stunning, radiant lady. If I could even describe her that. So much was to explain, to see. I tried to focus on one thing about her. I found that my eyes kept drifting to her face. 

Only one eye was seen on the woman, a luminous golden iris lay there. A bright white pupil looked back at me. Her face was half covered by long fluttering golden, blonde locks. It blew all around her, dancing around the end of her feet that were dressed in long heels that were a shimmery silver. Her skin was glowing porcelain, tints of pink rested in her cheeks, her lips a flush of red. The woman's face was half masked with a white mark under her hair that looked to be indented into the skin, it covered the other eye that didn't seem to exist. 

Other things like what she was wearing were too hard for me to comprehend. I didn't even bother to look at anything else but her face. Looking back at me was a warm smile, an easy-going look crossed the woman's face, fluttering long lashes, light gold dangling earrings on her pointed, curved ears. 

She did have large and vibrant yellow wings behind her, a mist of sparkly glitter moved around the ends of her feathered wings as they dropped behind her. A golden halo, bigger than her head, was floating unnoticed above her head, it was also covered in the sprinkle of glittering particles.

This was no ordinary woman. 

Something about her felt strangely.. calming.

I felt at ease, only subtle pain beat back through my head, making my eyes squint to stay open. I didn't want to look away. Looking at her made me relax, and helped me forget everything else that was happening around me.

Eventually, my eyes had to close when the pain became too much. I only kept them closed for a second before forcing them open again, desperate to see the woman. My eyes opened up again, the woman stood in front of me. She was a lot taller than me, her body hung with a soft ray of elegance as she stood towering above me. Only familiar warmth drifted from her, circulating through my whole body, along my senses.

I watched intently as her hand lifted to my face, I expected to not feel her touch since I could not even feel myself. Only... I could feel the faintest warmth from her palm.

I felt the great reassurance of her warmth, the slight glide along my face as her hand drifted on my cheek. Immediately, my whole body and head that pounded in distress, all of it... Disappeared.

It was like it was never there, to begin with.

I only felt solace, warmth, and her angelic presence staring back at me. Her hand stayed on my face while I looked up at her bright aura, I felt so comforted. So soft, and light.. 

I didn't want this emotion to end.

Fear struck my heart when I saw the woman's hand move away. Instinctively, I shifted my hand to grab onto her, I grasped her wrist, causing her eyebrows to lift. She looked at me questioningly. I wanted to tell her to stay, to confess things I never thought I would.

I felt my mouth move, but I heard nothing come out.

The woman looked back at me, lovingly. She understood something that I didn't even say, my eyes felt hot and heavy at seeing the look she had. It didn't hurt, nothing about the look angered me, frightened me, or even made me feel painful.

So why did I feel the need to cry?

Why did I want to just let it all out? Cry until I couldn't breathe.

The woman with wings saw something through me, causing something to form on her face, something that couldn't be read. It just looked… Negative. It felt like I had done something bad that may have caused her to leave, I held my head low in fear that I made her feel disappointed in me.

My head wanted to jolt back up to look at her. Only I couldn't bring myself to do it.

"My dear." The delicate and soft voice spoke again, I slowly lifted my face, still refusing to look at her face. "I am here."

The words came, and a welcoming embrace wrapped around me. I slowly lifted my heavy head to see the towering woman wrap her large arms around me, pulling my limp body up and into her strong embrace. 

As I tried to understand what was happening, her wings lifted high, a ripple going through the feathers. Like a mighty spirit was hovering above me, the wings wrapped themself around us both, curving inwards and covering our bodies.

I felt something.

I felt her arms, her large body around me caused a warmth to spread through every inch of my body and into my bones. Tears slipped past my eyes and I let them, moving my head into her neck. Soft words continued to echo around me. Around us.

"I am here."