After witnessing the visions that came forth like a mudslide, with tears welling up on her face, Aletha clutched her hand to her mouth, remembering vividly what happened to Sergil.
(The dragon, the true love, the feelings. Kali…)
Struck with the suddenness of their memories, she could only mutter in her mind as her vision narrowed into the grassy space.
"Sergil…"She whispered.
Then, emerging with his golden eyes, Sergil took a step back and stared deep into the golden ball of light. Aletha's pony tail danced with the rhythm of the bristles of grass, her dress gleamed underneath the mellow luminance, and her face, as bright as it was, continued to shine within the space.
Seeing clouds in the horizon, Aletha was driven to wonder.
"Who is he?"
Afterward, the man turned his body back, giving a greeting smile at her. This, followed by the resounding question from Aletha, forced him to greet back to her.
