The Waking

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                       "Frail, weak.. let her rest."

                       "Yes, your highness."

                       ~A lady held Divonas chin in her palm~

                       "Poor girl.."

                       Divonas eyes fluttered open, as she saw a blinding light that                           could make anybody scream.

                       With a gasp, the lady laughed a little. 

                      "Why, Good morning sleepy head. Hope you had a good                                    nights sleep!"

                       "What do you-?"

                       Then she saw it. The falling leaves, the chilly breeze... It                                     couldn't be.

                       "What month is it?!?" Divona asked with fear in her eyes.

                       "September." The lady replied. "September 12th, if you                                      wanted to know the day."

                       "Wait.. where even are we?"  "And who are you?"


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