Like an addict needing my next fix, my wrist is raised to my nose, inhaling her scent on the black ribbon I stole.
Raspberries and wildflowers kissed by sunlight grip my senses.
Cohnal clears his throat, and my eyes open. Subtly, the sleeve of my jacket conceals it again.
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My gasp is loud as it shatters the silence of the quiet morning. The sunlight pierces my sight, and I squirm against invisible chains weighing heavily on my chest, trying to keep me from waking.
That light is wretched, though, and whatever phantom tried to keep me from rousing vanished as the blinding light caused me to see the blood vessels and light orange-red behind my eyes. I roll over, hiding my head beneath the sheets and curl into the warmth and smell of sea salt. Theo.
