Aeonian: Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
It felt as if I had only closed my eyes for a bare moment when I awoke with the terrible, petrified clarity of one who has heard something, something outside of the realm of dreams that has roused them instantly from sleep.
A primitive sense of danger flooded me. I lay frozen on my bed, suddenly wide awake.
I didn’t know what it was, but m…
