"Please... If anyone can hear my voice... I beseech thee..."
It's a dream that starts like many before it.
Alone, in a dark void, the unfamiliar voice of a woman reaches out to you. Her voice is soft and her words laced with sadness... but there is no denying the slight warmth residing within that sound. It cuts through the empty expanse and starkly contrasts the oppressing feeling around you. Even as hundreds of invisible little creatures start to claw and nibble at your flesh, this truth remains constant.
"Please... If you could even spare the tiniest shred of kindness..."
You listen intently for the woman's voice, but only a few of her words reach your ears.
This dream... This strange experience has become somewhat commonplace for you.
You're not exactly sure when it all began, but you feel it was likely about week ago. Whether you found yourself sleeping at night, dozing off during the day, or simply resting your eyes, once total darkness filled your vision, the woman's distant pleas began to work their way into your soul.
At first you'd thought it nothing more than an oddity. An unconscious hallucination brought on by the happenings of day-to-day life. However, as time went on, it became apparent that this dream would not end. Everyday, without fail, the same thing would happen... Over and over... Relentlessly drilling it presence into the forefront of your mind like a conscious nightmare. And, no matter what attempts were made, these occurrences never stop. The dreams keeps on. Your flesh is consumed by the unseen and the woman's words draw closer.
"Help us..."
Within that space, your vision is filled with a number of strange and unsettling images. The first is a solitary hill, beneath a weeping sky, completely covered in crosses. The second is the image of a king's throne consumed by a tree's naked roots. The third is a monstrous, featureless black pillar towering over a desolate landscape. And the final images provides you with a brief view of a city, covered in snow, with countless humanoid statues filling the streets... Their expressions of utter terror frozen in time...
You listen for the woman's voice once more, but there is no trace of her. Just as the images fade from your mind, so does her voice vanish from this realm. However, though you can no longer feel her here with you, the warm touch that reached your heart desperately lingers. As if to deny everything, it fills you and radiates throughout your body. But not even that feeling is allowed to last.
The sensation of the dream slowly begins to fade. A blinding light erupts forth from the horizon and cuts through the darkness. Consciousness is reunited with the body as your limbs start to stir to draw you from your slumber. As you fall towards the light of the waking world, you say your goodbyes to the mysterious voice once more. But, as you gaze back into that featureless space, you can't help but feel as if someone is reaching out to you. Despite the complete lack of anything within that abyss, the image of a slender hand reaching out to you fills your thoughts. And, as they do, it almost feels like her fingertips just barely brush past yours...
Awaking in your bed, you can't help but feel as though your time apart will be short lived this time around...
Fate/Geo Mythica
Chapter 1: A Cry in the Dark