Alicia's vision was already dark. But the familiar aura, scent, and gentle words were something she would never forget no matter which life she was in. This was undoubtedly her mother. Her mother had come to see her! All her worry and desperation vanished as she gave in to the tiredness of her body and drifted off to sleep.
The woman floating in the air looked down warmly at the little girl in her arms. "I finally got to hear your voice." Tears rolled down the woman's cheeks as she gently hugged Alicia. The warm and kind expression on her face showed how deeply she cared for the girl in her arms. She looked up to see two figures appearing in front of her. Her eyes narrowed at the two old men. The space around them suddenly seemed to be blocked off from any outside interference.
"Young Miss, it seems you have been tampering with this world a lot recently." One of the old men said. He had a long white beard that he stroked as he spoke.