Seventy- Three

**Bryony’s POV**

The cold, I remember feeling cold, Drowning in freezing temperatures. I never remember being this cold before. Too cold to even shiver. But that’s not all I remember. I remember the darkness ebbing and rolling over me as it sucked me in, swallowing me completely. So dark erasing the pain that is consuming my soul, the darkness that comes with each breath, shoving me deeper into my