*Aryanna*

With a prim posture, Nathan motioned for me to stay where I was so he could reach me. A light wave of dizziness washed over me, blurring the edges of my vision. For a surreal moment, it felt as though he was retreating, moving backward into the fog of my mind. Yet he was undeniably drawing closer, each step pressing into the ground with an intensity that felt almost unreal. It was like a dream that pulled you forward and held you captive all at once.

As he stepped ...