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𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧. ❛ 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒂 ❜

    𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 fell again, and Adora was concerned, again. Her mind filled with dread. She knew that the prophecy wasn't her problem to figure out but it was late on into the night and she was still trying to decipher the last verse. "Face the truth that can't be seen or be destroyed by evil means. Face the truth that can't be seen or be destroyed by evil means. Face the truth that can't be seen or be destroyed by evil means." She repeated over and over again.

      Catra hadn't gone to bed. Adora still wasn't asleep so she was still awake too. "Maybe you should stop worrying about it."

      Adora said, "I can't. I have to help them."

     "Persistent still." Catra said, commenting on the way Adora was before she lost her memory.

     The blonde smiled, she undid her hair, something that she didn't do often. It shocked Catra, but she liked it. She was really pretty with her hair down, and the fact that she didn't do it often made it even more a treasure. Adora felt through her hair and hid her face in it. "Why can't I do anything right?"

     Catra blinked, a long time ago she had felt the same way. She never thought that she would hear those words from Adora, "Why don't you focus on something else?"

     "How can I focus on something else when my friends' lives could depend on it?" Adora said, she buried her face in her jacket that she had slipped off.

     The air in the room was still and the area was quiet. Catra was given time to reflect alone. She realized that Adora being this way, could be a sign that they weren't meant to be after all. Adora was too good for her. She always looked out for others before she even worried about herself. It wasn't fair that she was so beautiful, and kind, and even strong. She was completely selfless too, Catra frowned. "You've faced so much more, Adora."

     "But I don't remember any of it!" Adora yelled.

     "It's going to be fine." Catra said. "Have you remembered anything else?"

     "No." Adora said, begrudgingly.

     Catra yawned, "Try and get some rest. I'm going to bed." Adora tugged on her hair, a habit that she never seemed to have until she lost her memory. She walked to her bed and tucked herself in. Adora was quick to close her eyes.

     Dreaming was the hardest part of the day. Adora was beginning to find that out. Memories flooded her mind, but it was like a book with pages that just kept turning so you couldn't read the words. She could try to stop the pages from turning, but the best she could do was rip out a page, so that's what she tried to do. She forced her mind into one clear memory, hoping that it wouldn't hurt her she was cautious while viewing it.

     It seemed to be a hologram person, it was very odd to see. Adora's mind went blank before she could even view the full memory. All she had was a simple frame. She let her mind slip into sleep, the first time she could sleep well in days.