A/N: This is a canon one shot chapter in my story, "Gift of the Protector". This chapter is a flashback from the perspective of my female lead as requested by a dear friend. The full story can be accessed through my profile page. Enjoy!
Soft quiet trembles of the heart, placid whispers into words, echoing sensations coalesce into breaths, their fleeting meaning obscured by the slickly reverberating density of life's every characteristic.
Blanketing darkness shrouds the truth, chrysalises the eyes with pure passivity, and drowns the mind in embryonic peace.
"Heya, wake up!"
A soft hum of the wind fades into the obscurity. It too is absorbed into tired sensations. What are they? Gently worn feelings. Pleasant mutable expressions. I feel a soft tingle of warm air against my pressed together lashes. Like tender tickles, it excites me. Perforates through me. Consoles me. Promises me something bey