Elara
Darkness lingered. There wasn't complete silence or stillness. It felt like the air itself had a heartbeat. Like the walls had lungs. Like something was creeping behind these walls. That was the sound that woke me up from my slumber.
At first, I thought it was my own pulse pounding in my ears. That low, rhythmic drumbeat. But then I realized my pulse was faster. Panicked. Skittering like a mouse beneath a hawk’s shadow. The breath I was hearing… It was slow. Calm. Patient.
Not mine.
My eyelids felt like someone had sewn them shut. I had difficulty opening them from how heavy they felt. My body ached, feeling empty and heavy at the same time… I didn't even understand my body anymore.
Wolfsbane. It clung to my skin in a sour, metallic slickness. It sat thick in my mouth, numbing
