“I’m here for you,” Émilie added.
Those words are out of sync with her lips. The disjointed dialogue perplexed him, doubly so when he realised those words did not originate from the projection. How can she be in two places at once?
Then came the sensation of someone holding his hand. The skin was warm, soft, and the caress gentle. How are her hands on my chest?
However, the scene before him was washed out in light, with no source to account for it. As Émilie hummed a sweet lullabye to herself, the world before him faded into the light.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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