ROSEWOOD MANOR, DECEMBER, 2018
Several days and nights passed her by, but she couldn’t retrieve her will to act, fight or live. Uninspired and unbothered, she couldn’t move, eat or sleep. There had been times when she lost her consciousness several times and woke up only to realize she wasn’t dead already.
She relived her nightmares constantly by thinking about the torment and blamed herself for her predicament.
Hawk-like eyes that gaped aimlessly at the window, observed the climate change, days turning to nights and wolves howling.
The sun still rose, the moon still sank and the world still stayed ignorant to her presence. Evidently, she realized how insignificant her presence as a mere human was.
She realized that she mattered only when the people who knew existed; at the prese
