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As winter drew near, the fog grew thick within the mountains of Kabylia.
The silence grew loud as the clouds were covering every inch of the place.
Just like the inhabitants that they sheltered, the mountains seemed drawn by the comfort of the clouds' silence, retreating from the world's noise.
A retreat that one of the creatures wanted to take forerver. Until her time comes, young Eva would fully embrace her solitude within the covers of her bed.
That day the sky reflected the faint shadows beneath her eyes.
At eleven a.m the alarm of her phone rang and with one click on "Stop" her body responded.
Her body couldn't keep up with the world's pace.
Her head was full, her eyes rejected the reality of the present and her mind was crowded with endless thoughts opinions about the state of the world, fragments of old conversations, unfinished arguments she replayed over and over.
"I am tired" she would say
The heavy ambiance around her made her feel dizzy.
The warm covers of her bed gently tugged her in.
That warmth and sensation of peace made her slowly but surely fall into the depth of her counsiousness.
And in that quiet descent, after seven long years of dreamless nights, a blond-haired woman with green-blue eyes chose to meet her once more.
As she opened her eyes again, the black headed young lady, woke up immeditaly from her bed after noticing the darkness of the night sky.
Annoyed about the amount of sleep she had, she decided to get up from her bed and leave her room.
Strangely she saw that the door was open, but didn't think anything of it, she just left her room before noticing a woman's silhouette within the empty room of her brother.
Without any fear she came in before being stunned by what she just encountered.
Right there in the middle of the room, a woman with long blond hair was cutting long strips of a green silky fabric, where smoke would come off.
Unexplainably, Eva went to her and began to cry uncontrollably, saying, "I don't want to forget about her," as she fell into the woman's arms.
"You will never forget about her" she reassured her as she was whipping her tears.
In the middle of her cries the young woman heard a southing singing voice that came from the garden, as she followed the sound, she found herself on the green side of her grandparent's garden, fresh herbs dancing by the rhythm of the wind that came from that one white silky headed woman that wasn't even touching the ground.
Mesmerized, she stood still, not even noticing the fall of the first snow.
A sudden ache rose within her chest, words slipping out before she could stop them."You should have never been the one to leave," the twenty-three-year-old murmured.
As those words faded, the warmth of the dream dissolved into cold silence.
That same day, with that same gray sky, in another world, a kingdom was grieving.
"A princess is dead" A dark headed man, with narrow eyes yet delicately shaped announced as he came into his colleagues' studies.
"I had a feeling that she did" a silver headed man replied as he was starring from his window, contemplating the fall of the first snow of the year.
"My condolences", Rayane offered.
[1] For a better and more immersive experience, when you get to the dream part of the chapter, listen to this ausio compilation from Yuki Kajiura : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHndSpVFvFo&list=RDoHndSpVFvFo&start_radio=1