Illusion (2)

Lilian opened her eyes.

It was morning, close to dawn, about the hour when the sunlight came over the window frame and lit the wall. She had woken, but she lay still a while longer. Partly she was tired, having stayed up waiting for Roan and fallen asleep late the night before; partly a whole day had gone by in the end and Roan still had not come back.

“…”

Lilian gave up on sleeping any more and got up off the wooden bed. She washed her face with the water she had drawn the day before and combed her...