Current mood:	melancholy
Current music:	Wish you were here *Rasputina*

Lost in ever sounding waters
Isbella woke up in her room covered in layers of silk blankets. She can barely reaccount all that has happened to her. She can only remember hearing Julian's voice asking her to walk up and Doctor Brown lifting her off the ice bed. Everything was hazy.
Isbella didn't want to talk to anyone. She locked herself in her room and cuddled near the sheets. She had so many thoughts swimming through her mind. Flashes of her dearest Michael in her arms, Theodorius holding her closely on his chest laughing at her foolishness, Julian watching her day after day with a close eye. She didn't want to do anything but sit there until the dust of time covers her.
She picked up a book by the side of her bedpost and began to read "The Awakening" And soon, over the hours of keeping her eyes on the pages, she felt lost. She drew herself into the book, as if it expressed every feeling, every emotion she had ever felt. She found herself wanting more from the book, as if it possessed her all her answers. As she reached the last line of the book, Isbella plopped down into the sheets and closed her eyes.
"you are one of true courage my Edna.. but I am weak.. I lost all my strength." Isbella laid in the bed thinking of Michael and Theo, soon finding herself in the midst of a soundless drug of sleep.