Yara. There was an oppressive weight on my throat, squeezing the life out of me. I tried opening my eyes, but darkness welcomed me, thick and concentrated and surprisingly, inviting. For a moment, I stopped fighting. I stopped struggling, giving in to the darkness, and the pain stopped. It was more like the darkness was appeased, warmly welcoming me, but deep down, I was unsettled. There was a longing, a burning desire to see the light.... So, I pushed harder, fought harder against the invisible force that was throttling me, cutting the invisible chains that were holding me down, until I saw it.. a small flicker of light, dim, but encouraging. Then there was a voice, very small, faraway, and yet familiar. I fought harder, panting heavily, with sweat dripping from all over my body until I heard her, Harper. " Yara?" " Are you up? Please wake up, Yara. " There was panic and desperation in her voice as she pleaded. Then slowly, I opened my eyes, the harshness of the brig
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