Eiria: Golden

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“Give me back what’s mine.”
The sound vibrated beneath her feet, echoing from the depths of the darkness she stood on, reverberating through her skin, into muscle and bone, seeping into her very mind and soul, threatening her whole being. 
Aria disliked it.
She tried to scream, but it was like there was a cloth stuffed down her throat, blocking any and all sound that attempted to escape. She turned, and the shadows flickered, following her every move. Behind her was a crowd, a mass, a whole population of figures that stood, staring.
Golden locks.
Bright lights.
Inhuman eyes.
Porcelain skin tainted with black, creeping up fingers, elbows, shoulders, jawlines.
They all spoke. A cacophony of broken voices, fragmented from never ending trials and attempts to reach her ears, but always fell short, barely slipping from the Mother’s grasp.
Except for once, to the goat. And then once more now.  
“There is danger.” It was deafening.
“The one that keeps a record of time.” She was drowning.
“And the one that traverses it.” Overwhelming.
“Find them.” A clink of chains.
Then nothing.
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“Aria!”
Her eyes flew open to desperate calls from her father, hovering above her with the familiar pulse of senara over her forehead, reverting back to his base magic. Her mother sat beside her, and her aunt staying back, unable to give much help but still just as worried.
“Honey, are you alright? You were screaming in your sleep.”
The rabbit half breed sat up quickly, regretting the rush of blood to her head but giving it no more thought than that. She swung her legs over the edge and gripped her mother’s arm, hazel eyes serious, lacking her usual bundle of energy.
“We have to go, Aunt Akkey. Eir was calling me.”