I do not own Ciana, this was just an idea I had.
Darkness.
Heat.
Where am I?
This isn't what it should be, I should be being reborn, but I'm not!
I open my eyes, looking around. This isn't my workshop, this isn't the birthing centre.
This is Range, not near heart, but near where we release the sylph. I see them, so many around here.
Heat, darkness, life, I try to put out my hands, but only see tentacles.
Am I a sylph? Why?
I am confused. I float around, for minutes, hours, years, looking to see someone. Who is that? Is that Li?
Li, carrying a baby. That baby should be me.
I float closer, but they are gone.
Heat, darkness, time, hours or minutes, days. The baby grows.
Ana, they call her, she took away from me. I remember now, remember it all, from the very beginning.
What did we do? We were afraid of dying, but here I am, with the newsoul Janan would have devoured in my place.
Newsoul, not nosoul, as Li calls her. I wish I could speak, but I can't.
Hours, minutes, days, darkness, heat.
Ana leaves. I follow.
Where are we? She is alone. I feel the urge to give here a hug, I move closer, and she brings up her hands.
I try to soothe her, but it doesn't work. I burn her.
Trapped, light, cold.
Is this what it feels like on the inside of an egg?
I sleep.