After cultivating, Sara finally lay down on her bed and pulled the blanket over herself. Her body felt exhausted, but her mind refused to rest. The mana she had circulated still pulsed faintly within her core, yet it did nothing to quiet the thoughts pressing against her skull. She turned to her side and stared at the opposite wall, but her gaze slowly shifted toward the tall mirror standing near her wardrobe.
She pushed the blanket aside and sat up.
The moonlight reflected clearly against the mirror's surface, illuminating her figure. She stood and walked toward it slowly, her bare feet silent against the floor. When she stopped in front of it, she studied the face staring back at her.
She saw a girl.
