This state was soft, comforting her. It seemed to be able to take all of her worries away. She was sitting on a boat, the sea calm, touching the horizon in all directions. She could be here forever, looking at the clouds, that occasionally drifted by, or the beautiful palette of colours smashed on the sky, splattered, blurred, with only the knowledge an artist could have. As she stared at the different shades of blue, purple and orange she felt the boat rock. It was terrifying, as if some mean monster wanted to get her. "That's not going to happen, " she thought. "I'm not going to leave this place! " But the boat kept rocking, harder and harder, left, then right, and left again. She groaned. "No, no, no..." The boat was about to scoop water up now and she could see it flowing over the sides of the boat, creating waves. Hastily she tried to scoop the water out again, first left, then right, then left again. In her hopeless tries to stop the rocking she contributed to it herself.
And then the boat made water, flipping over. Engghaen fell, and started sinking. She couldn't swim. She wasn't going to try. It was over. The water felt terribly cold against her skin, while before it had been so warm, comforting. "Liar..." she thought.
Panting heavily, she woke up, opening her eyes to escape from the dream. They were immense, as if she was a deer in the headlights. As soon as she had taken in her surroundings - the snake, seemably exhausted, just like her, the room she was in, his hand on her shoulder (what was that doing there? Had he woken her up?), the darkness - she used her precious energy to hiss at Xen, getting herself together, and bring her body to the closest wall. He was new. She hadn't seen him yet. He could do harm.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" she said with her slightly different accent.
And then the boat made water, flipping over. Engghaen fell, and started sinking. She couldn't swim. She wasn't going to try. It was over. The water felt terribly cold against her skin, while before it had been so warm, comforting. "Liar..." she thought.
Panting heavily, she woke up, opening her eyes to escape from the dream. They were immense, as if she was a deer in the headlights. As soon as she had taken in her surroundings - the snake, seemably exhausted, just like her, the room she was in, his hand on her shoulder (what was that doing there? Had he woken her up?), the darkness - she used her precious energy to hiss at Xen, getting herself together, and bring her body to the closest wall. He was new. She hadn't seen him yet. He could do harm.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" she said with her slightly different accent.