One. Two. Three...
Thirty-seven.
Same as yesterday.
Same as every day.
But shadows sing different song now.
Louder.
Stronger.
Soon, they promise.Freedom comes.
Close eyes.
Listen to song.
Wait for pain to fade.
And wonder:
Who are the Parazodiac Nexus?
Why do guards fear them?
Why do shadows sing of change?
Questions without answers.
Like memories without faces.
Like sister without name.
But for first time in years,
Something feels different.
Something feels like...
Hope?
No.
Not hope.
Can't afford hope.
But change comes, shadows insist.
Maybe they're right.
Maybe they lie.
Either way,
Pain remains.