Chapter 47 Hazy Memory, Hasty Departure
- The scorching rays of the sun fell on her face as she turned around to find a more comfortable position. Her closed eyes squeezed together in response to the heat.
- Yawning, she scratched an itch on her arm and began to sit up.
- Her eyes were still not fully opened when she sat up and stretched her arms and legs to ease her tense muscles.