Lucia

A woman lay in her bed, her sleeping form a graceful curve, her body relaxed, trusting in the bed's embrace. But then, her body began to stir, her legs twitching, her arms flailing, as if trying to outrun the darkness that suddenly began haunting her dreams.

Her eyes snapped open, her chest heaving, her breath coming in short gasps, as if she'd been running from the shadows that chased her.

This woman went by the name Lucia.She was a woman with a past shrouded in mystery, her memories fragmented, her mind a canvas of confusion.

Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back like a rich, chestnut waterfall, and her piercing green eyes shone like emeralds in the morning light.

With a graceful motion, she threw off the covers and rose from her bed, the soft rustle of her silk nightgown whispering secrets to the morning air.

As she moved towards the door, her slender legs carried her with the fluid grace of a deer, her bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor.

The warm sunlight