*Amaya*

“Amaya,” an ethereal voice sweetly sang in my ear. “Amaya, open your eyes.” I felt a soft hand gently caress my face, tenderly brushing my hair off my forehead.

I slowly opened my eyes. The sun was shining high directly above me, it stung my eyes and everything was slightly out of focus. I was resting on a young woman’s lap but I was unable to see her face due to the backlight from the sun.

“Good morning, ...