Umbral Lung (Hades' POV)

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It was a quiet day alone in my hospital room. Where I can just close my eyes and dream of the day that I can finally leave this place. But the thing is, I'm not getting better this disease has plagued me for years and no one, not even my daughter Mal knows of my dying lungs. The truth is that I'm dying and there's no way to escape it.

The only view I get is the view from outside my window

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The only view I get is the view from outside my window. I hardly get any visitors, and when I do they are always in a rush to leave. I can't blame them to be honest I wouldn't want to be in a hospital room either or to see me in this very vulnerable state. Very helpless indeed, relying on filtered oxygen among other things that I can't pronounce. I miss Mal, the Isle of the Lost, Auradon, and everything that I had before I got sick.

 I miss Mal, the Isle of the Lost, Auradon, and everything that I had before I got sick

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It's why I'm tired all the time, always taking naps in the lair. I never understood the reason why I was so tired all the time until they diagnosed me with Umbral Lung a disease in which my lungs eventually give out and will not function anymore. So I'm pretty much dying, until I take my last breath.

But don't feel sorry for me because in this past year, I got to reunite with my daughter, Mal

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But don't feel sorry for me because in this past year, I got to reunite with my daughter, Mal. I get to walk her down the aisle on her wedding day. I got to see the sun, finally. And I can see Mal more often now that the barrier has been lifted, for good. That is until my health declines, and I can't go anywhere except a sterilized hospital room and then that's where my final days will be spent.

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