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                                                        an unforgiving storm ,   darkness tight against the boundaries of steel mind.   the awakening is not smooth   —   nor is it simple.   such begins with the flutter of closed lids ,   pale skin moving for the sake of understanding.   staring back at him is a brown ceiling and nothing more ,   even the walls around offer no information ,   simply stand in wretched silence.   panic swirls beneath his ribs ,   acceleration of a once steady heartbeat   :   remembrance does not arrive when he summons it.   persistent ,   he pushes and pushes to no avail ,   desperate in the discovery of what has transpired.   WHAT IS THIS PLACE  ?   worried question goes unanswered ,   for his brain is blank   ;   an unrecognizable empty space.   a scream threatens to escape   (   help.   is that what he’ll get  ?   he knows nothing ,   not even his own name  !   )   his throat   —   yet it’s stopped by a new presence.   instinct guides guarded gaze towards the door ,   where a woman stands.   there’s regality in her stance ,   sadness interwined between brown irises as hands rest on her swollen stomach.   and she’s beautiful   :   enough to slightly soften what would’ve been harsh words.   ❛   where am i  ?   ❜   notes are coarse ,   distorted by lack of use.     /     ❪   @democraticqueen  !   ❫
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