Staring into my bathroom mirror, I smudged a thumb across the darkened skin.
For the third consecutive day, I'd dozed off while studying. Now, soft granuals of pigmented charcoal marred my cheeks like a puckered tattoo.
"Nox erat et toto sidera..." Latin.
"She'veę req ouli a..." Kabralhi.
"It was night and all the stars..." English.
Across my face, all three written ...