Frankly, My Dear...
04-09-2013, 07:35 PM
Darkness. All she saw was black. It consumed her soul, overpowered her mind, ate her heart up like it was desert. Would she ever escape this madness? Now she wished she would have called for help sooner. Finally, the darkness was beginning to fade, and light was peaking from behind closed eye lids. She could feel her husbands warmth as he touched his nose to her cheek, his tongue sliding across feverish flesh. She needed to wake up. With a groan, she forced her eyes open, ears laying flat as he whispered in her ear. His breath tickled her. "Ger..." She breathed shallowly, dull blue eyes looking over to meet the healer. She had... something. Something she needed to drink? She didn't know. The brunette queen waited for a command, trying to fight the sleep away as she did so. Speech, |
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