Flaming Hearts ~Dying Spark ~Book1 {REWRITE}

~28~

 Dark brown eyes flew open, and Miyuki realized she was in the woods once more. Yet this time, instead of the rich greens of spring, everything was coated with icy white coldness that made her bones shiver.

Miyuki darted her head left to right, then exhaled, and finally rose, the snow scrunching underneath her bare feet.

What the fuck is going on...? She darted at where she lay then stared at the snow around herself.

Where did that cliff go? Miyuki let out a groan. Why does it matter? I'm already here...

Ever since she became Spirit Detective, her dreams have been getting stranger. They come much slower these days, but when they do happen, they hit harder—more relentless.

And this...This never happened before. ..

For two long years or so the scenario remained the same...

What changed now...?

She stepped forward, her arms wrapped around herself-.

~Crunch~

Miyuki froze in her tracks.

There he was. That mystery figure. They were no longer zapping left to right. They were standing still in front of her very eyes, miles away.

Their face... It was not clear of course... and yet...

Is he-?

~Swooosh-Swooosh~

The snowstorm roared around her. It pushed her around. Even whipping against her cheeks hard and stinging the rest of her skin. Miyuki dug her heels into the ground while trying her best to keep her eyes open. But despite her resolve, she couldn't help but squint her eyes to protect herself from blindness.

"NOT TODAY BITCH!" With all her might Miyuki raced as fast as she could.

She can't give up.

Not now.

So dang close! Her arms shielded her face but her eyes remained focused on her target.

They hadn't moved an inch. Good-.

~SWOOOSH~

The wind once more slapped her face, bringing a layer of snow as well. Again, she forced her eyes to close up. But, when she reopened them, all she saw was white.

Pure whiteness.