Country: Aurivelle
City: Auremont
Alvara
Morning arrived slowly.
Not soft. Not gentle. But steady.
I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, letting the silence wrap around me.
The faint hum of the city outside the glass wall mixed with the distant clatter of early traffic, barely audible, barely noticed.
Yesterday didn’t feel like a dream.
It pressed against my chest. Heavy. Real. Unavoidable. Every memory, every pang of shame, anger, and exhaustion sat there like a stone, and no amount of wishing could lift it. But beneath it… something else stirred. Not strength. Not yet. But clarity.
I exhaled, long and slow, and pushed myself up. No hesitation. No lingering. No hiding. The floor beneath my feet felt solid.
My movements felt deliberate. For the first time in a long whi
