"Father... Sisters..."
"Father... Sisters..."
"Where are thou?..."
Angelique awoke with a gentle murmur, her eyelids fluttering open with a struggle, as if reluctant to greet the day's light.
"Mmm..."
Rubbing her eyes to clear her vision, she found herself in an unfamiliar place, prompting her to rise from her prone position.
"Where am I?"
Her gaze wandered across the verdant plains stretching endlessly into the tree-dotted horizon, now bathed in the hues of dusk, the once vibrant blue sky giving way to the onset of night.
Examining her hands and body with curiosity, she noticed her nakedness.
"Cold..."
She stood, unfazed by the absence of fabric on her body, and spotted a distant civilization, its smoky tendrils reaching toward the darkening heavens.
"Civilization?"
Driven by curiosity, she made her way towards the city.
Upon reaching the city...
Arriving at the city's outskirts, Angelique ventured down a narrow alleyway, still clad in nothing but her skin. Amidst the refuse, she spied a black dress, soiled yet elegant.
Tilting her head, she retrieved and examined it before wearing the dress, she's no longer fashionless now.
"No longer cold..."
Barefoot against the concrete, she emerged from the alleyway just as raindrops began their descent from the heavens, drenching her black dress.
"Where am I?"
As she traversed the gritty streets, she passed by a laundromat with a large glass window, peering inside at the bustling scene of people chatting and laundering their clothes.
Her gaze, filled with innocent curiosity, lingered on the warmth and activity within, a stark contrast to the rain-drenched exterior where she stood.
"...Humans."
"Am I.... A human too?"
"W-Who am I?..."
"I'm Angelique but... Who am I?..."
Angelique clutched her head as she inspect herself on the reflection of the laundromat's window.
Her eyes widened.
"Is this... Me?"