After a few seconds, her heavy breathing receded and her muscles slightly relaxed. Her pupil returned to it's regular size from after its brief dilation. Mythica gave a depressed sigh before slumping back on the bed. The room was dark, and dead quiet. It was still night. She shifted over trying to get in a more comfortable position. He black hair continued to hang over her left eye, only revealing her right one. However, she couldn't feel any desire to sleep at all. With that, she slowly reached to the bedside table. Her had fumbled in its drawer until it felt the familiar shape of a small, cold metal object. She pulled it out and flipped it open. The small golden pocket watch clicked as time continued to pass by. It was 2:00 AM.
They were coming back again... This was the fifth night in a row Mythica had gotten little sleep. The nightmares kept coming. It was always the same dream... A dark forest. One she could swear she had never seen before, but it felt very familiar. Then she heard an equally familiar voice call out for her to run. Then, the sound of a monster... A shapeless, nameless fear chasing her through the wood. She'd always run into the same clearing, where a gigantic golden clock floated, lighting up the night. Its ticking burrowed into her mind as the monster seemingly behind her grew even louder. And then it ends. Every time.
Knowing all to well she wasn't going to gain any more sleep, Mythica slowly got out of her bed. Within the minute, she put on her usual black gotila dress, and put her hair in two elegant twin tails. Her bangs continued to cover left eye as her right one stayed open. She sighed before exiting the wooden door. The hallway was lit with dim candles as she walked down its wooded floors down a narrow stairway. The Inn was quiet as usual. Only illuminated by a dying fire in the far corner, Mythica took on the appearance of a ghostly figure in the dimness. She left a few jewels on the counter for the cost of her room, and walked out the door into the city of Talonia.
It had been a week since she had left her mother near Crocus. It was time Mythica discovered the world for herself. The mansion was nice and all, but she needed to experience Fiore more then the large property next to the capital. She took a deep breath and walked down the quiet street, holding a small bag in front of her...