What once was lost

Pain, it was all she felt. In the moments, the hours since she had woken up, was pain. Her chest felt heavy, sore, her head...oh, her head. It hurt so much she couldn't open her eyes or she might pass out again, but luckily the longer she laid there, the less light there was and the less it hurt when she tried to open her eyes. Pain...she could barely turn, barely move. She couldn't feel her toes, but she knew where they were, she couldn't feel parts of her face because it had gone number. There was a coppery scent in the air, one she instinctually recognized as blood. Dry, but oddly fresh. Was that her? Oh...it felt very much like it was. Somewhere near her ear... She groaned slightly as she shifted, tried to get her paw out from under her chest. Ever since she had woken up she had been laying there, washed up on the shore. She was freezing, her body shaking uncontrollably each time the wave crashed over her and slowly fell away. The cool autumn air cut through her soaked fur, chilling her to every sore bone in her body. She would groan each time the waves would pull over her, like some monster trying to smother her, to finish the job. But luckily for the child, the tide wasn't too high anymore. All the water did was flow over her, but she would remain where she was, trapped on the sand with her paw under her chest. Oh...all she felt was pain. All she knew was pain. Everything, including this moment, was black to her. It terrified her, caused the tears to fall endlessly down her cheeks whenever she found herself in conciousness, found herself remembering that she...didn't know anything but darkness. Where was she? Oh...why..why was she in so much pain. She'd whimper softly, feeling the hurt thrum through her body. Where...where was she?

"Burn Baby Burn"