Nyahnah

Chapter 11: Touko awoke to the sun pouring across her face. She wiped away the sweat from her brow, the product of her feverish and unsettled dreams, and groaned. She wrapped herself up tightly in her blankets, soaking in their fresh and clean scent. Her bed felt so safe and secure compared to the world that existed outside of it that she contemplated, and seriously considered, never leaving it. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to forget her fitful dreams. She let her palm rest on her forehead and took long and deep breaths, the cold silver of the key pressed into her cheek. Her turbulent dreams had been filled with the image of