Chapter 143 Borrowed From A Dream

• [ALEC]
• I wake up feeling hollow on the inside. Like a part of me is absent, but I can’t even remember what it is.
• This is not a new feeling. I carry it with me during every waking moment. It’s a part of me now, something I’ve accepted I can’t shed. I’ve felt this way every day for the last seven months—ever since I first woke up on the ship that took me from Caelondor. There’s not much I remember from before that, other than flashes. Faces that may or may not be real. Names that feel foreign and yet are somewhere familiar deep inside my mind. My life before that moment feels cloaked. It existed, but I can no longer see it.