ZORA

Loud bell chimes drew me out of my forced sleep.

My head hurts really bad.

Dàmn you Grace

My room was still a destructive mess. I had made no efforts to clean up or arrange anything, and had fallen asleep in the clothes I had on yesterday.

In my dream, all I ever saw was the woods, the silvery threads, and the Luna I killed.

The bells wouldn't stop ringing, so I walked to my broken bedroom window and stuck my head out.

It was still dawn, and although this was the time of the morning, that's usually the calmest, the opposite was what was happening at the moment....