"Love. Wake up, the sun will soon set." Resounded calmly in Mira's ears.
Mira's brows creased as she turned to the side. She had no idea what that voice was but she wanted it to go away.
"My woman, please get up. You will be cranky if you miss day one and I do not want you to be cranky." The voice sounded like a breeze. A deep, soothing breeze like that of the ocean just right now, it was interrupting her precious sleep. Mira turned again. Her mouth formed a small 'o' as she pouted.
She mumbled something that could pass as gibberish and yawned.
"Love, please get up." The voice said again.
"I do not want to." Mira whispered, folding her hands around the soft fur pillows and dipping her head into them.
"You don't have to want to. You just need to." The voice said again.
