Elira's POV

Consciousness clawed its way back slowly, like someone dragging a heavy curtain open in a room.

Something felt wrong. Too quiet. Too soft. Too still.

A faint ringing pulsed in my ears overlapping with my heartbeat and at once, my eyes snapped open. I sat up in an instant, light stabbing at my eyes.

Where…

My fingers twitched against fabric I didn't recognise— clean sheets, cool and smooth like silk and a blanket I didn't remember covered me.

Where was I? Who covered me? Who brought me here?

My eyes darted around as I blinked hard, trying to force myself to focus. My mind clashed against each other...