78.) Healing
“And thou shalt go to thy fathers in peace; thou shalt be buried in a good old age.” -Genesis 25:14-16 Abigail: I wake up inside what can only be city hall, manipulated to look like my bedroom in Venice. I turn my head to see the open French doors, the sunlight streaming in through the glass panes and the curtain ruffling in a gentle breeze. It looks so real I almost believe I’m there, if it weren’t for the complete silence. As the details of the battle slowly come back to me, I feel the joy and sadness in my heart for Abe. Is he okay? Does his body still hurt? I try to reposition myself in a more comfortable spot, but I'm strapped in place. My wings are folded up and tied tightly to my back, my leg is hoisted up into a sling above my head. I know that being strapped up isn’t a
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