บท 495: Morning Alarm

I awoke… gently, gracefully lifted from my deep peaceful slumber by the soft rays of early dawn's light, feeling slight tingles in my skin kissed tenderly by the cold morning dew that hung damp in the breeze. The perfect way to start a day anew… or at least it would have been.

How it really realistically went down wasn't exactly as princess-like as I would have liked.

Instead, I awoke, disoriented and confused… feeling bricks in my head, and a crinkling in my bleary eyes, wondering dazed where on earth that incessant ringing noise was coming from. 

Memories from last night began to fill back into my head, so, fortunately, I didn't have to question long as to what happened to my bedroom roof or my bedroom bed, or my bedroom everything.