Athena finished drying Mors's hair, the quiet between them felt like a fragile thread that could snap at any moment.
She didn't know how to bridge the gap between the worlds they had once known and the one they now inhabited, but this simple act of care was enough for the moment.
She wanted to believe that this was a new beginning, that the ghosts of the past wouldn't haunt them again.
She finished, placing the towel on the side table, and gently nudged him toward the bed. He complied silently, and together, they lay down.
The bed felt oddly comforting, and despite the multitude of thoughts racing in her mind, sleep came quickly to her. But it wasn't the peaceful rest she had hoped for.
In the depths of her dreams, she found herself standing on a barren battlefield, the sky above her blackened with the smoke of an endless war.
The ground beneath her feet trembled with the weight of monstrous creatures, Zergs, the invaders who never ceased to attack.
