Elara;

Nova has this shock on her face, which only makes me feel uneasy to speak with her further about anything. I have more questions to ask her, I need to get answers to a lot of things. But I think I will have to speak with her about this some other time.

“What did Marion do in the dream when you saw her?” Nova desperately asks.

“Nothing. Uhm, I mean, she was just there, standing.”

“I don’t understand a thing, Elara,” she clenches her fingers into a fist in front of her. Nova looks more worried than I am. I watch her lips hesitate for a bit before they...