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NOEL There’s light coming through the windows. My body feels light. It feels light enough to move, and I slowly shift my hand across the cool bedsheets. All that pain that had stayed with me for such a long time is simply not there anymore. I touch my brow. I can see. But there’s a patch of darkness in the left corner of my vision. I blink, to see if it would clear. It doesn’t. My heart beats a little faster as I carefully drag my hand downwards, to cover my right eye. And it beats even faster when the world descends to complete darkness, like the thickest cloud that has drawn over the moon. With a stuttered sigh, I drop my hand. The world clears again, with that patch of darkness still floating in the peripheral of my vision. One eye. But losing half my sight was a small price to pay for life itself. My bare feet touch carpet. I want to go find Blaise, and Ezra. I have so much to say. All the words that had been clamped up and caged with the Plague is now bubbling in my
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