บท 196: Glimmers of Hope

It was a gentle pair of hands that pried her from the glowing warmth of the dream. 

Disoriented, Tuzi blinked her eyes to chase away the remnants of sleep. Her grogginess clung to her, as she could barely keep her eyelids opened to meet the startling change in reality. As she gazed up towards the ceiling of her tent, the harsh reality of her surroundings settled in; Bringing a slow chill that nipped at her bones, despite the lingering warmth of her slumber.

The realization that she was not only far from the royal palaces of China, but centuries apart in time, pierced through the fog of her weariness. 

As a soft gasp escaped her lips, Tuzi wondered why she'd suddenly dream of that place and space in time. 

It was a forgotten memory of Atlas… One that was buried away so deep, she wouldn't be able to conjure the images from that day. 

How was she able to recollect those moments…?