
(2.8)....
I was jarred awake by the taps on my door. For a moment I considered ignoring the sound, my limb too stiff from the cold and mind numbed by my breakfast.
But the tapping continued and I was forced to roll my eyes towards the immovable orb floating above me.
For the love of Terr. I uncurled-
And that is where the idea capsized on itself. Thank you for reading.
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