Lost, Not Found
by SMYGO4EVA
"Who are you?"
Ayako mumbled those words before she could suppress or stop them. She didn't know what was going on. She was so confused, scared, and so, so exhausted. No one heard it, except her. The woman who spared her life.
The woman with long flowing hair, purple and silvery. The woman had her eyes covered, almost as if she was holding herself back. She was not of this world, and yet there she stood, putting Ayako safely onto the ground.
The woman's lulling voice had told her, "You're safe now."
From then on, they were still strangers. Ayako still saw this woman in her dreams, holding a dagger in her hands, chains connected to the hilt, all around her. She appeared to be a warrior, someone who fought monsters, and those would be brought to justice in due time. One who seemed to only exist in pure fantasy.
Even so, she still wished…
Ayako wished that she could thank this woman, who she heard was called Rider.