Everything was black.
The rag covering my eyes made it pitch black.
Just like it was at that time. The smell of dirty clothes and the thick humidity of wood... felt as vivid as back then. The sound of a tree's branches hitting the wall, swaying because of the strong wind we had that season, repeated, over... and over again.
That da*n sound…
I would hush the sound, muffling it as it entered my ears because of how anxiously made me.
"Shhhh..."
Just like this...
"Heh…"
The man who had ruined my life would watch me do that and laugh at me hours later.
"Elizabeth… I see you still have fun with the trees."
A voice that makes my organs twist in disgust, was clearly heard. So clearly it was maddening.
"…Hello…"
I would answer, feigning a smile.
During my stay there, I managed to placate his volatile temperament, thanks to the results of the try and error from the first days... No... Were they weeks...?
