Chapter 40

As Rose's consciousness gradually emerged from the depths of sleep, she felt a lingering heaviness in her limbs, as if they were reluctant to part ways with the comfort of her bed. The tendrils of weariness tugged at her, reminding her of the hours she had spent lost in dreams that she could now barely longer remember, and the rejuvenation that had yet to fully infuse her body.

She slowly blinked open her eyes, the room appeared hazy and muted, still shrouded in the remnants of slumber. Soon there was an automatic click and the lights came on, her vision struggled to adjust to the surrounding light, and she instinctively closed her eyes, seeking solace in the familiar darkness behind closed eyelids.

Yet, despite the lingering fatigue, there was something different about that particular evening. The littering remains of echo from her dream, with its resurgence of long-forgotten aspiratio