~Somewhere In The Asvarian Stronghold~
'Elle... child...' A voice called out from within the darkness, reaching right into Estelle's consciousness and echoing through her mind.
That voice, Estelle knew it. It was the voice that was always filled with warmth and love, a voice that brought comfort to Estelle no matter what burdened her heart.
A voice that could ease all Estelle's worries with just a few words.
"Father?" Estelle called out, her eyes wide and frantic as her gaze roved around her surrounding.
It was only now Estelle took notice of her environment, and the realization of where she was gave her pause.
Somehow, Estelle was back in the halls of the blazed castle, the halls she ran through as a child and knew like the back of her hand.
Those familiar halls of her home, a place filled with warmth, love and laughter...a place filled with all the most cherished and dearest memories.
