Berkley
I woke up with a groan. My eyes bleary with exhaustion. My body feels as if it went through the wringer. Another groan resonates in my ears. Sorely and slowly, I move myself, pushing my palms into the ground, I maneuver myself to a kneeling position. My long hair hangs over my face until I gradually lift my head to search out the cause of the noise. My mind feels foggy. My body feels beaten. Yet, somehow, I feel stronger. Sore, but stronger. My fingers twitch with anticipation. My senses feel more vibrant. Smells seem stronger and noises are louder. I don't know how it's possible, but even with the grogginess in my brain, I still feel more alert.
It all seems like a contradiction.
I don't know how else to explain it though.
Movement in front of me catches my attention. A mes
