Revival.
It felt as if you were sleeping for a long time. The sunlight that hit your face made you squint and sit up. The room looks familiar. Throwing your blankets over you, you reach to your left to steady yourself as you stand up. Nearly falling over, you remember that the dresser was on the right, but something told you that it was supposed to be on the left.
What's wrong with you today? Everything feels out of place. You know you weren't a morning person, but this was unlike you. Perhaps you had drank a little too much last night? The last thing you remembered was talking with a man in a library. The library! How stupid of you to oversleep. You needed to organize it after some troublemakers decided to put books were they shouldn't be.
Eating a fast breakfast, you make your way to the library. As you enter, you feel as if someone if watching you. Wanting to escape that feeling, your legs bring you to the very spot you remembered you were standing last night. The footsteps you heard behind you stops. You feel as if your legs might give out, and that you'd collapse into the floor soon. Turning around, you see the man you remember yesterday. He is taller then you, and his face is visably older. He smiles, and it sparks a thought.
Kaecilius?
The question slips out of you. Your memories are fuzzy, and you don't know why you know that was his name.
"Welcome back." He smiles and steps forward, pressing his two fingers to the middle of your forehead.
Everything fades to black, and a fuzzy feeling makes you drift and close your eyes.
You find yourself sitting up in a bed. Everything feels....normal. The dresser is on the left side, and you steady yourself as you stand up. Throwing on your robes, and eating the breakfast (brought to you by a trainee), you make your way to the library.
Everything is peaceful today, and you kept thinking about the dream you had last night. It had something to do with you and Kaecilius. You brushed it off, thinking that it was just a dream. Light footsteps interrupt your thoughts. You look up from the book you had engrossed yourself in and found yourself giving him a smile.
"What brings you here today, Kaecilius?" You teased, knowing what his answer would be.
"Just returning some books." He gives you a half smile, as the ancient arts master hands over the books he borrowed a few days ago.