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Femi felt her soul scatter into thousands of pieces, like fireflies escaping from a jar. She could see the world, yes, but it was like looking through a tunnel: blindingly bright, fractured, and blurry.
Whispers of thoughts fluttered through her mind. Names. Places. She saw the person she was, and the person she would become. Her thoughts spread across a thousand different times, a thousand places. It would be so long until she was whole again. Until she was awake again. Until she could collect every last shard of her soul, and meld it all together. Like a broken mirror.
Her name was Femi, love, and yet it was now just a whisper across time and space. Meaningless.
But slowly, she collected those pieces of herself. Her name. Her mind. Her ren. Her memories. Dragging them back. And finally, she rose up out of the mist, alive, awake at last.
The only thing that kept her going, kept her able to collect those pieces was a promise.
I will find you.
I will find you.
I will find you.
And then, we will return home.