@vestlia ;
A vacant stare is cast outside the window, focusing on the world he never thought he would see again. His body has finally stopped trembling, and his lungs no longer ached as they expanded with air. Waking up and coming to had a large shock on his him, both mentally and physically -- and he wasn’t even sure if he had fully recovered yet.
But somehow, his body managed to function through the process of brewing a pot of coffee, even though he sat at the dinner table, the steaming mug now cooled down to a lukewarm settle clenched within a vice grip -- the glass near creaking from strain, threatening to break in his hold.
This was real..... HE WAS ALIVE.
