Chapter 48: Chapter 48: A World Of Color

Sophie and Ilaria

The Fae

Ilaria felt something poke her in the shoulder. Her head swam while consciousness faded in slowly around her. She groaned.

Then she fell back into her dreamless darkness.

Poke.

Stop doing that, she thought. Consciousness fading in again.

“Poke her again!” said a high pitched thin voice

No, no more poking, Ilaria thought.

The sharp thing poking her in the shoulder sank in again.

Irritated, Ilaria forced herself awake. She lay on her stomach, her hair flipped up over her face. Groggily, she put her hands flat on the moist cushy ground, pushing herself up to some version of a sitting position.

Her hair still hung in her face, blocking her vision. After a deep breath, she groggily tilted her head to create a small opening in her curls to see through.

Eyes. Many eyes stared at her. Lots of blue, red, pink, and purple filled her vision as well.