Evaline:
I opened my mouth.
Then I closed it again.
Kieran's question lingered in the air, heavy and unsettling, and for a few seconds I honestly didn't know how to answer him. Visions didn't feel like the right word... but neither did memories, at least not in the way people usually meant it.
I took a slow breath, buying myself time, and finally spoke.
"I… I don't know if I would call it visions," I said carefully. "It wasn't anything about the future. There was no sense of prophecy or warning. It surely wasn't something that will happen."
All three of them watched me intently, not interrupting. Kieran even nodded his head in agreement as he followed along my explanation of making sense of what I saw.
"What you described indeed felt like moments that already had happened," he said.
