The curtains blew high up by the strong breeze outside, and the leaves could be heard blowing away with the wind as eloria hugged her knees, closing her eyes and fell asleep.

There was a warm feeling, as if a warm breeze had rushed through her skin, lighting her body making her relaxed. Curious as to see what was giving her such warm comfort, she opened her eyes and saw herself wrapped within huge, huge feathers. White as snow feathers, soft as clouds and shiny as a newly polished gem, surrounding her. She wasn’t on the floor anymore, but rather on the galactic like ceiling. When she first saw the ceiling she thought it was just a illusion, but being wrapped by snow white cloud like feathers while you find yourself in space, the feeling was a mixture of surprise, fear and astonishment. She looked here and there around the space-like galatic sky and saw a huge bird’s head when looking up. It was the bird whose feather’s were wrapped all over her.

She gazed at the bird’s shining dark emerald eyes, her own glowing when the bird’s eyes made contact with hers. They glowed for a moment then stopped and eloria shaked her head. The bird looked down at eloria, and lowered her head, low enough for someone to patt the bird’s head. Eloria, completely mezmorized by the creature, raised her hand to pett her. Its feathers were so soft and warm, eloria felt like melting away from it.

She giggled as the bird closed its eyes in joy and enjoyed the patts, when eloria pressed her forehead with its. She sighed and closed her eyes again, the black roses around her eyes blooming dark black and vanishing. When she opened her eyes, she saw herself back to normal in the ravens emerald eyes. Her face was normal but there was something still wrong, the number 00 on her cheek was there, still. When she touched it, it glowed and she found herself out of the bird embrace, the raven looking at her while its head was high, full of pride. It looked at her then at something or someone to be pricise behind her. The bird lowered its head in respect and fear, down to the floor, spreading its feathers everywhere. Eloria turned back to see who would the bird be bowing to, and to her surprise saw the lady in her dreams, in a magnificiantly beautiful armor. Her hair straight coal black, her emerald eyes glowing bright in the dark ceiling, the number 00 glowing emerald too. She looked down at them while sitting cross leggedwith her face resting on her fist, in a lavishingly gorgeous throne like chair with roses all over it. She looked at eloria and let out a small “pft” in mockery, stood up and walked towards her.

“I cant believe this is my current self.”

She said as she scanned eloria from back and forth, her hand stroking eloria’s hair.

“stop mocking her, this is the best of what was made when you left us with nothing but just one memory.”

Eloria heard her own voice speaking from behind her as she turned around, and saw herself again. But this version of hers seemed, a lot more lady like. A lady who didn’t sound as terrible and terrifying with loads of pride in her face, the complete opposite of what the lady infront of her looked like.