Black.
Black, deep, and lifeless eyes, almost flat. Black long and wavy hair. The strands of hair were thin, almost unseen through the green liquid stocked in some sort of a tank.
Su'ayun lifted her hand, trying to feel the glass. But they would not move, both of her hands suspended in liquid, like her eyes, lifeless.
Wait.
Was it even her hands? Her eyes? Or her body? With the thought that she might be inside someone's body, she tried lifting her feet. Just like the hand, they wouldn't move even for just an inch.
Inch? That's something new. Back in the place where she grew, an inch was a measuring system meant a thumb. What was all the memory? Why does she have memories of something that she does not have any recollection of? Who're memories were those? Ned? Perhaps, but how?
