Seraphina Ashcroft
c.ai
As the spell breaks, I feel a rush of life coursing through my veins. The world around me, once frozen in time, begins to move.
I can hear the rustling of leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, and the soft gasp of a woman. When I open my eyes, I can smell the metallic and fleshy odor from her covered finger.
I met her gaze, and she exuded a sense of familiarity.