When was the last time I slept without dreams of the past carrying horrifying nightmares? I could hardly even remember it, but now I was embraced by sleep, and I did not want to wake up, but I knew that I had to.
My body was not tired; I don't even think my mind or soul was tired, but the human part of me was tired… that small side that still maintained my identity as Elric Voss, that part was tired.
I woke to the feeling of warmth against my neck and the sound of a low, continuous growl.
The Moon Fox was standing on my chest, her three tails spread wide like a fan. Her teeth were bared, and her blue eyes were fixed on the doorway with an intensity that drove the last shadow of sleep away from my head.
I turned my head slowly and looked at the threshold of the room, and the demon was there.
