Fever Dreams
02-16-2014, 12:15 AM
| Erani |
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Hot? No, cold? Hot again? Shakes that wracked her form so hard her teeth chattered together. Pain in her throat from retching up anything swallowed. Pain from heaving when there was nothing to be lost from her belly. She stank, she hurt. So tired? The illness had pounced on the Theta, not long after her visit to Emerald Valley, and the blizzard that had overtaken her and Deteste. Perhaps it had started then? Fever, roaring like cold fire through her limbs and mind. Valhalla had left for the new territory, not that the aged, ill female was aware. She was only barely aware that two forms stayed with her, just outside her notice. Daughter? Nephew. Sleep? fitful, restless. In and out of shattered images that made no sense, and yet at the same time, made a lot of sense. But, perhaps not. Hot, so thirsty. Cold? So cold? Awake again. Bitter plants. Yarrow? Erani had quickly become thin, heaving up whatever she ate, or drank. Fur hung dank and dull on her frame, ribs showing underneath. Yet she would not die. Too stubborn. Things still needed to be done. That shone clearly to her fevered mind, like a star glinting from behind stormy clouds. She held onto that thought. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |