THESE HIDDEN WINGS

[97.1] THE MOON DRAWING

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I picked up the paper with Harvest's drawing on it, my eyes traveling to the moon that stared back at me in the night sky through the closed window.

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I STOOD THERE speechless for a moment, staring at the closed door in front of me before suddenly breathing out, a hand over my heart to relieve it.

I sat down on my bed with a thump, undoing my fuzzy bun, letting the light breeze that came from the half-open window caress my scalp, and running a stressed hand through it.

I already felt a headache coming on.

That had been a close call.

I sighed softly, my head slightly turning to face the window, my gaze settling on a small white container on the table, my eyebrows pulling together.

I stood up and walked towards the container, lifting it, and I realized it was a bottle of pills, the subscription, and name labeled on it- installments to take one twice a day.

Once in the morning and the other in the evening.

These were probably the tablets that Miss Moonshine had given Harvest to take to me. My name was printed at the bottom in cursive to confirm it.

I wondered how bad that brain scan had been to have Harvest coming looking for me. He could have sent anyone.

Again it couldn't have been that bad if he was the one sent to look for me but not to bring me back to the Infirmary, I guess this meant I was officially discharged.

Well, I might as well take a pill.

I set the jar down, searching for my water bottle, and dousing down a pill. I figured I would take one now to ease my headache since I missed the morning one.

Swallowing it, I waited for a moment feeling funny for a second, then suddenly feeling better, my growing headache clearing almost instantly.

I looked at the pill bottle once again trying to get a read on the tablets,

NECTAR ELIXIR

Never heard of that one before.

I let the thought linger for a second before shrugging, placing the medicine bottle back down on the table, and about to turn away when I caught something in the corner of my eye.

My eyebrows furrowed trying to make out what was on the desk. Brushing my medicine to the side to get a better look, lifting the piece of paper to my face, holding it up to the light.

It was the same one that Harvest had been so invested in when I walked in. My gaze zeroed on the drawing, it was unlike anything I had seen.

It was pretty rough and yet detailed in so many ways.

He used a lot of shading to bring the specs together, deep dark, and rough, covering most of the page.

The drawing looked so familiar and yet I struggled to piece it together. I could make out shapes and things, and a light in the middle but that was about it.

I raised an eyebrow at the drawing, shaking my head out of the mess of it. Placing it back on the table.

Only Heaven knows what goes on through Harvest's mind- the dawing had a dark feel about it- his signature statement.

All I knew was that his mind was the last place I would ever want to visit, although it would be nice to control his body for a change and see how he likes it.