Psithurism 25.1

The previous nights had indeed been painful. Era was always worried about the condition of the people around her who were experiencing bad things because of her. But at least she could still sleep, even if she woke up feeling tired. Now, on the contrary, she couldn't even close her eyes for a minute.

Era's feelings were truly uncertain. Even words like anxious, uneasy, worried, or scared couldn't describe her feelings now. She was adrift, trapped between waves that kept trying to pull her into an endless ocean.

Era gave up. Trying to sleep was useless. Closing her eyes only made her more exhausted. So, she got out of bed.

There was only one thing Era could do now, and that was to occupy herself. She had to distract her mind. She had to keep herself busy or the clock on the wall would explode from the constant staring.

Era grabbed her pajama robe and quickly put it on. Then she left the room and wasn't surprised at all to find Aaron there.

"Luna," Aaron greeted as he folded the newspap