Bound together, our souls lapsed back into fate. I was completely drained and chilled to the point of numbness. Yet fate didn't seem to care, stirring as we entered my soul space. The Oracle of Eternity thrummed, dragging us into a vision.
The spiraling lights wove us into a small, cozy inn room. There was a cheery fire in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the simple papered walls and wooden floor. Flurries fell outside the window, visible in the night only as they caught the fire's light. Two girls were lounging on the bed. I recognized Marge, the rabbit kin, from my other vision, and the other a red-haired girl I recognized as Jill, Alex's other companion. Neither of them wore a stitch of clothing, and they were lazily caressing each other, exchanging the occasional kiss.
