— "Hey, watch out!"
A hand suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back with force. The car sped past, missing her by mere inches, the rush of wind slightly lifting her hair. Miria felt her heart pounding as she turned to face the person who had just saved her.
Standing before her was a young girl with shoulder-length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, looking at her with a mix of concern and relief. For a brief moment, Miria had the strange impression that she recognized this face, like a blurry memory refusing to take shape.
— "Are you okay?" the girl asked.
Miria took a few seconds to process what had just happened before nodding.
— "Yes... thank you..."
She straightened up and took a deep breath. That's when she realized something: the usual turmoil in her head had gone silent. No more voices. Just silence. She sighed in relief.
— "Are you sure?" the girl insisted.
— "Yes, I'm fine. Thanks again."
The stranger gave her a smile.
— "Be more careful next time you cross the street. You could have been killed."
Miria absorbed the remark, feeling slightly ashamed. They were about to part ways when the idea of introducing herself came to mind.
— "My name is Miria Valcrest."
— "Nice to meet you, Miria. I'm Alix Ravensdale."
One last smile, one last glance exchanged, and they went their separate ways.