Murmurs. Faint, distant, like whispers carried by the wind.
At first, they were unintelligible... an echo of something just out of reach. But slowly, the words took shape, folding into clarity.
"They look cute together."
A feminine voice, soft with amusement.
A dream?
The thought drifted through my half-conscious mind, sluggish and detached, like a aged stone sinking into a deep lake. My eyelids felt heavy, my limbs sinking into the faint warmth beneath me.
But then..
"Hey, Agon... Celia."
The voice again, closer this time.
"Agon... Agon."
It was then, something pricked at the edge of my awareness, a weight pulling me toward wakefulness. My brows furrowed slightly. That wasn't a dream's voice. That was..
My eyes fluttered open.
Two faces hovered above me. One, a girl with rough, deep red hair, her orange eyes burning like smoldering embers.. Jess.
