XXVII.III Parabola
Author: MokouFriedChicken
last update Last Updated: 2021-01-29 21:00:28
"So, we are all in agreement then?"

I feel like I'm forgetting something again.

"How're you feeling, Sis?"

It's been a few days since I first woke up in this damn bed, and at this point, it's starting to feel more like a prison instead of the supposed comfort it's supposed to be as I found myself shackled to the same damn room twenty-four hours a day.

I gave Livia a brief nod of recognition as she poised the spoonful of liquid nutrition towards my mouth. Even after a few days of recovery, my throat and jaw were somehow still sore enough to prevent me from speaking. I could chew some basic stuff, but it'd aggravate my healing jaw bone enough that I'd be back to square one in terms of recovery if I did it. Couldn't do basic sign language either since my limbs were in an even worse off state than my head at this point.
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