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SIXTY-SEVEN | HEART LINES
Elijah
Elijah’s mouth tasted metallic. He’d been in enough fights to know what that meant.It meant that he really, really did not want to wake up. He tried to force himself back into the comfortable darkness that clung to his head like mildew, but the harder he held on the further it slipped away. With a deep, gravelly groan, he peeled his eyes open.
The sun hung heavy in the sky, a fat, guileless orb watching over everything with the distance that came with a lack of emotion. Grass tickled Elijah’s nostrils. He snorted it out and sat up, wrinkling his nose at the bolt of pain lacing his ribcage. The world shifted and swayed, but he could make out nothing of interest anyway. Empty fields rolled away from him in all directions, lit too brightly by the noonday sun.
It had been night beyond the veil. How long had he been unconscious?
But with the sudden flare of vision came the resurgence of memories. Lily. Lily was here. Lily
Hazel LowellHi! Thank you so much for reading TBA. I am so sorry that the updates have been all over the place - I got the dreaded coronavirus and it has effected me quite badly. I wasn't able to get out of bed for over a week and my head was so fuzzy that anything I could have written would have been unlikely to make any sense. My lungs are still tight and I still get fatigued much faster than normal, but updates should be twice a week minimum from now on and hopefully become more regular (one every 2-3 days) as I get back to normal work. Sorry again and I hope you are keeping well!
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