"Beautiful, isn't it?" a voice rasped. It didn't come from the speakers. It came from the air right in front of her face, smelling of pine needles and old snow.
The wolf blinked. First the amber eye, then the blue. The silence in the room became absolute, the kind of silence that only exists in the deep woods before a strike. The screen began to bleed past its edges, the shadows of the wolf’s fur spilling onto her desk like spilled ink. 3840x2160 Wolf Face Wallpaper">
She saw her bookshelf. She saw her messy desk. And she saw herself, sitting in her chair, staring at the screen. "Beautiful, isn't it
Elara hadn’t moved the mouse, but the white arrow drifted slowly toward the wolf’s blue eye. She reached for the peripheral, thinking the sensor was dusty, but her hand froze. Inside the reflection of that digital blue eye, she saw a tiny, pixelated version of her own living room. The wolf blinked