Still Place Ledger - Diary Log #3,355 – Sickness Sang Through Her Teeth

She came in humming.

Not a song I knew. Not a song anyone should know.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnJca1zYYES
It dragged behind her like a fever does.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgUFqxQOLnc
Soft at first, but it clung to the rafters like steam from a deep wound.

Her eyes were glossed with something that remembered sunlight but had forgotten warmth.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUA1VJzNrTH
She smiled and asked for something quiet.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC5jLtr6Rd4
I poured.

She drank.

And then she whispered:

“It started with a cough. Then a dream. Then names slipping away like melting snow.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwVZfnj0vU8
My sister first. Then mine. Then the color of my mother's eyes.”

“But this place... it remembers me. Doesn't it?”

I didn’t answer. I only nodded.

Because yes, I remember her.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIyEwhOEGXp
Even if her name is gone. Even if she disappears again when the door closes.347Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeJ8gnKJlcn
I will remember the humming.

And I will write it down.

Even if I catch her sickness.

Even if forgetting becomes contagious.

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