Trying To Find The Words
05-03-2021, 04:59 AM
It had been a bad night. There were a few points where she couldn't remember where she was. After a while, Resin simply gave up on sleep. It was safer to just stay awake while she knew who and where she was. After a time, she began pacing simply to stay awake. When Luta came to offer her the drink that would allow her to see her children, Resin was already exhausted. The voice of the healer met the woman's obsidian ears and she slowed to a stop. Moving towards the bars of the cell, Resin watched as Luta poured the contents of a skin into a dish. The sunset woman questioned her and the ashen fae released a low rumble. "Exhausted. My mind feels... thin." She couldn't really think of how else to explain the way that she felt. It was as though she was looking through a thin layer of ice and her true self lay just beneath. Taking up the dish, Resin drained its contents quickly. It didn't taste great, but that hardly mattered. She seated herself at the bars and pushed the dish back through. "Thank you, Luta," the imprisoned woman spoke quietly. "You're a good friend." She wondered how long the concoction would take to work. Earlier in the day she'd had Ulric bring the gifts for her children. She wanted to personally give the birthday gifts to each. "Speech"
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