[Zofia's POV inside Ashrosaliera's body]
It was a tough challenge trying to adapt to my circumstances, being trapped in the petite body of a human. Yet I've managed, because through hard work and focus, nothing was out of reach. That was the truth I went into the magic world with, and that was going to be the truth I'm bringing on til my deathbed.
Ashrosaliera's body was smaller than mine. But I managed to find comfort in its advantages; walking as she was much easier, the energy made me feel alive and optimistic, and while the bed fitted much better, I could stretch my legs straight without hitting the frame.
One downside, though, was that I could not sleep.
After I bathed, did daily exercises, and finished my reading, I still couldn't rest; in other words, Ash's body couldn't. I tried counting sheep, but I could not focus on my breathing properly, as if this normal thing that all creatures do was a chore rather than a normal daily thing.
