DISSIDIA: ūnus

[fayth]

Although she hadn't remembered going to sleep, the robed girl awoke gradually to the sound of crashing waves against a shore. She was face down, pushing herself up to her knees as her mismatched eyes fluttered open, closing again while she rubbed at one.

"Where am I...?" Nothing about this was familiar. It looked like a barren coastline, a place she couldn't put a name to as she sat there, looking around.

A staff beside her, was it hers? Reaching for it, she hesitated only slightly then picked it up, turning it over in her hands as she rose to her feet. Kicking rocks from not far off caused her to spin on her heel. "Who's there?"