"What's so funny? Are you okay?"
Oh, dear. He is so on edge it's making laugh even more.
I struggled to stop my outburst by biting my lip, smiling wide at him.
"You. You look funny."
Nathan's brows furrowed.
"?"
Look at him, he looked so confused. Fufufu~
"Yeah, fufufu"
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He pursed his lips, staring at gloomily. He then turned to the doctor with troubled eyes.
"Doctor, is my sister really okay? Are there any issues with her psyche?"
I stopped giggling at that point.
Hey! What does he an by that? My brother is not thinking that I've lost my marbles, isn't he?
Doctor Haudie ignored our banter and proceeded to ask his routine questions.
"Do you still feel cold?"
Being reminded, my body suddenly shook after a wave of chill snaked up my spine and my teeth chattered in response. Noticing my reaction, Doctor Haudie confird it and frowned.
"You have no diseases or ailnts but your body is cold. This is probably related to the incident four years ago."
Four years ago...
Oh, right. I rember it now. I was in a temporary coma right after the hunt. They told that my body was so cold no one could touch . And now, it seems like it's happening again.
He wearily removed his monocle and fixed the instrunts he used back to his bag.
"I need to go to the library to research your condition. Perhaps, the imperial doctor also knows about it too. Or maybe we could ask a priest?"
Nathaniel heard this and jumped in.
"I will send a request to the arcane tower. Dad could probably set you an appointnt with the imperial doctors."
Doctor Haudie nodded, looking relieved now.
"Thank you, young master."
It was at that mont that I zoned out because my head started buzzing. This too. Sa with my restless days feeling cold, my migraine is getting more constant now. I have probably drunk more dicine for migraines these days than I had before. And I probably drank more dicine than I did with tea.
It sucks. Because it feels like I'm really ill, you know. When I'm not. Or maybe I am but my illness is such a bitch it doesn't even want to let itself be known.
So even though I want to enjoy my ti being holed up in my room trying to stay warm and sane by doing interesting things, I would only get distracted by sudden dizziness. Goodness! I'm starting to get confused as to what is real and what is not!
Sotis, I would open my eyes after an afternoon nap and see a jungle. No, I'm not kidding. The plants in my room grew so much that it looked like I'm inside a greenhouse. I would stare stupidly at my surroundings, wondering if I'm dreaming or not, and then get drowsy because of dication and fall asleep again. When I wake up, everything is normal.
My plants are fine and there is certainly no jungle in my room. So I would laugh at myself believing that I'm slowly losing my shit.
Even when I'm sleeping, I'm still not at peace. Every ti I close my eyes, I'm bombarded by dreams. The dreams were sotis blurry and confusing, but there are instances that they were so vivid they made think that they were probably mories. But when I woke up, I would vaguely rember them anymore.
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I opened my eyes and the first thing that I noticed was the ceiling. It was white and plain, so unlike the ceiling that I'm used to seeing. Also, instead of a chandelier, there is only one light bulb.
That's when it ca to . Ah, this is a dream. I'm dreaming of the sa place again, my room back in the modern world. During these dreams, I would only be a bystander inside my body. I couldn't move and could only watch the whole thing transpire.
The in the dream blinked and suddenly sat up on the bed. This move brought sudden dizziness which I also felt. Geez… Why would you ever do that, ?
I stared at my surroundings for a long ti, confused and a little apprehensive. I wasn't sure why I was being that way but after a while, the in the dream cald down. I stood up and faced the mirror again, gazing at my reflection for a considerable amount of ti.
Seeing my face in the mirror, I suddenly felt weird. It's so strange. It's like seeing an apparition. Instead of feeling relieved because I'm back to my real body, I feel rather alienated.
Man, am I that attached to Nadia's body and identity now?
For so reason, the in the dream felt the sa way. She touched her face in a trance as if she's fascinated. What's so fascinating about my face, huh? It's so plain I could blend in the crowd easily.
The scene changed. I was now surrounded by countless picture books. The one in my hand was about astronomy and it seed like I was so srized by what I'm seeing. Flipping the pages in succession, staring at the pictures with excited eyes.
I don't rember this at all but I let the whole dream play out. I an, I can't do anything about it anyway.
Another change of scenery, this ti, I was on top of a building. I recognized it as the rooftop of the apartnt we lived in. I was staring at the evening sky, watching the stars twinkle.
The scene changed again and I was staring outside the glass wall of a shopping mall. I would marvel at the dresses displayed neatly on mannequins, sotis stopping when I see sothing that would catch my eye for a brief mont of scrutiny. But the longest I had stopped was in front of the tv display. A movie was being played and I watched it with utmost curiosity.
Seriously, this version of in my dream looked like a curious child rather than her real age. In the first place, am I even this person? Is this one of my mories?
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