Gathering

My consciousness slowly gathered, and little by little, I could dimly sense the world outside. Hearing, touch, and smell returned one after another. The exhaustion and numbness, long since gone, surged back like a rising tide, threatening to overwhelm me. The fragments of memories that had been devoured lay scattered and confused. One by one, they were picked up and pieced together into fleeting images of darkness and grief. I didn't want to return, yet something held me bound, preventing me from fading away. My body, seemingly long shattered beyond repair, and my soul, seemingly long gone, were reshaped once more in this agony... Rebirth, clearing my name, happiness... The time that followed was only meant to bring everything to a satisfying end... Theme: