I open my eyes and am met with the same darkness I have come to know as my best friend. Since Fredrick, no one had come down here to take my staff, but I do receive small meals, which I have learned to enjoy. It is usually a bowl of berries (thankfully not Gho), or maybe a bland salad if I'm lucky. Water comes with every meal, and it helps to soothe my throat so there are long intervals between my coughing fits and the pain I experience when I swallow.
I still have no idea how long I have been in here, but ever since I was freed from the shackles holding my body in place, I feel immensely better, both mentally and physically. Well, not too better physically, but there were small improvements, considering I was still gravely ill.
When the Rosenrough Keiju first came in here to give me meals, they appeared confused to see me free from my shackles, and some even stared at my staff for a long minute before leaving. But, no one has done anything about it, so I appreciated that.