Kael
I woke hungry.
This seemed rude.
After losing a month of life, I had expected my body to acknowledge the matter before asking what had happened to breakfast.
Instead, my stomach complained while I tried to sit without pulling the dressing.
Morning light crossed the desk. My coat hung over the back of the chair where the attendant had left it. Someone had loosened the sticking clasp before hanging it up.
I remembered thanking her.
I remembered very little after getting into bed.
The Ledger opened when I asked for the record.
[ THE VILLAIN'S LEDGER - DEBIT OF RECORD ]
ENTROPY FIELD: 1 SECOND
LIFESPAN SPENT: 1 MONTH
STATUS: IRREVERSIBLE
The same entry.
Sleeping had changed the ache in my shoulder. It had made the left hand less reluctant to open. It had not changed the word at the bottom.
I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to imagine the month.
