26

~Rosie 

I wake to someone sitting by my legs. 

My entire body jerks up into sitting position, as I realise Time is looming over me. Placing my hand over my chest, I brush my hair back, trying to gain a little more consciousness. 

“Rude awakening much?” I question, clearing my throat. Time is fully dressed and ready for the day, which I suppose is easy enough to achieve when you don’t need any sleep. I, however, was plagued all night with horrible nightmares about what happened yesterday. Time’s golden eyes never once left my mind, and still are burnt into my eyelids.