(Lyra) The scent of warm bread hit me at first. It was mixed with something herby and sweet. My stomach clenched, then growled in a low, almost embarrassed way. I was hungry no, starving and I had not even noticed until that smell wrapped itself around me like a warm blanket. The door swung open. A tall girl stepped in and she was carrying a tray which was balanced on her hip. Her curly dark hair was tied back with a thin cloth, and her hazel eyes lit up when they met mine. “You’re awake,” she said, her voice bright but not too loud, like she was used to speaking around pain. “Good. I was starting to worry you’d sleep straight through the week.” I blinked a few times, not sure what to say. My throat still felt raw, and my mind was as though it was filled with thick cotton and questions with no answers. She walked toward me and set the tray down on a small table beside the bed. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing weird. Just soup, bread, and a little berry tea. I didn’t know what
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