“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am.” ~Sylvia Plath**CALISTA**I woke up to a silence so complete it felt wrong, like my body had forgotten how to exist or how to feel pain.My eyes stayed shut, pupils roaming in the darkness. There had been no screaming this time, no pull of rushing waves, so I lay still, telling myself that it was not over. But the waves did not come, and no voices rang out—just the eerie silence, and darkness, and me. Cold air spread goosebumps on my skin, and I sucked in a breath, bracing for the stinging in my chest and the wave of nausea. Nothing. Not even a dull ache. What happened to me? I pried my eyes open, snapping them shut when a bright slice of white cut through my vision and sparked a dull ache in my temple. The bright light glaring down at me was anything but familiar, and I pushed up on my elbows, squinting at a glass table set in the corner.A black door sat to the right, cur
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