Chapter 49. Helpless

Eir’s POV

I moved up and down in the darkness, floating in a soft sky. Like a little boat on the ocean, the steady, slow movements made me feel doozy.

Like in a lousy movie, a short glimpse broke the darkness: wooden walls, a tiny lamp, and bed sheets. Then back to the darkness, warm, soft, and safe. I was lulled into a thick, fluffy blanket, letting me sigh in contentment and lean into it with a smile.

Dreamless, no worries, nothing but the soft night. I had no sense of time or place, but it didn’t worry me. Didn’t bother me. I just existed, and it felt so lovely. One voice was there often, whispering behind the night curtains. On and off, words and soft murmurs accompanied brief images of light and wooden walls.

I stretched my arms over my head and squinted toward the light. My body felt heavy, but a smile graced my lips. Like I just woke up from the best sleep I’ve ever had in my life. But with each breath and every time I blinked, I felt