Stone Circle My darlings

Her eyes opened one at a time, slowly—it was as though they wanted to remain stuck! And once they opened, she had forgotten what life was like when they were closed. Lilja was fascinated, wide eyed but still compromised by her bleary vision. 

The very first thing she “saw” was her mother. Next, her sister—the rest were too far to be seen with any clarity and recognized as anything beyond obscure blobs. The blob of mother and sister were nearly merged to be one being, but… were they? 

Lilja mewled, wobbling one little inchworm squirm forward.