ARIA POV
Soft and warm and… comfy.
I yawned, stretching my arms above my head, still half-conscious, half-dreaming about clouds.
I was sleeping on a cloud indeed.
Fitting.
I hadn’t been this comfortable in… weeks… no, years maybe.
I wiggled a bit, savoring the heavy blanket on me, still in that semi-conscious state between dreams and reality, and then I opened my eyes slowly.
Light hit first.
Warm and golden against my eyelids, like the day had already been going on for a while without me, like I had slept through more than I was supposed to, like time had kept moving while I had been somewhere else entirely.
My body felt sore and…
Heavy.
The kind of tiredness that comes from days without sleep, that sensation that settles deep in your bones after you’ve burned through everythin
