Scylla:
There is clarity I can't describe in my head. I feel like I've gotten a million years of rest. I feel like I've been trapped in a small cage my entire life and I've finally been let out. My senses have amplified a whole lot more than they were before. I can't look away from the sky. The colors. The movement. Everything I've taken for granted looks like it's within hand reach. So close, yet so far. This is a pulchritudinous privilege I never imagined I'd have. My memories are now entwined with Freki's and images of her home are keeping me hopeful.
"Scylla?" I turned to peer at my dad and smiled. He didn't return it.
He's holding a wooden jewelry box in his hands. The look in his eyes tells me exactly what was in it. The gaze in his eyes, I know all too well. He's
