When I asked the hospital if Zeath had woken up, they told me he might take some time to do so, but they would be watching him.

Yet here I am being the Zeath’s keeper.

I want to talk to him and urge him to wake up, but even my lips feel too heavy to move.

What’s the use talking to him anyway? It’s not like he’d hear my voice.

Forget all the farce they say; that an unconscious person can hear when someone says something, that they can hear their loved ones prayer to wake up. All those ...