A/N: First, I want to apologize to my readers for not updating for so long because of my studies (and writing for RWBY fanfiction - thank you brain!). Second, a reply to one of the anon review.
To Anon: If it is? :P Technically, I am using lots of symbolism (first time) since I am interested in these things. Haha, symbolism is not so easy in written form and comes in many forms, so you are not wrong about...Maple World being doom (or undoom - go figure) - go look up for Spirit Animal, Owl.
Chapter cover: The child version of Lea running to the left, her shadow attached to the present Lea; who was walking to the right with her white cloak dancing with the wind. The two of them have a determined look in their eyes.
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Lea woke up in darkness, feeling lost. She felt something heavy on her left arm and used her right hand to touch the material. It was a cast, but why?
She sat up so suddenly that the white cloth which was placed on her head fluttered down to the bed and was attacked by nausea and stomachache.
It took a while for her to sense another presence in the room and blinked until her eyes got used to the darkness. She saw the slight outline of a person – a man and the hat…there is something familiar about it, she thought.
"Good evening," The voice said, it was familiar, but her slow mind could not pin it. A cup of water was thrust into her hands, and she drank it gratefully, the churning of her stomach settled down.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." The person shifted his weight as the chair creaked slightly. "You were asleep for at least two days."
That explains her stomach and her slow mind. The gears were spinning slowly, but it would take a while for her to think fast.
"Do you want anything?"
Lea struggled to form words; the mention of food stirred her appetite. "Porridge. Plain will do."
The person nodded, "I will get it ready. Woah-" The person barely caught her. Whoever this person is, he is sure strong. The grip is nostalgic.
Lea felt lethargic despite sleeping for two days. Perhaps the cause is the lack of food in her system.
"Where am I?" Lea asked, closing her eyes as the person moved towards the door and opened it, and the room lightened up a little from the outside source. Her gut instinct told her this was a bad idea. The person stopped and half-twisted his neck to look at the tired girl.
"My airship, Lumiere, of course."
Her brain just went hyperdrive. She was so stupid – the clues were all there, muscle memory, the outline and the voice, reminded her when they first met at Ereve.
Lea let out a groan and cussed. "Shit." Phantom was out of earshot by the time she cussed.