[How it makes her skin crawl, feeling magic coursing through her body and commanding it to do such unnatural things as to heal far faster than any man could or should. She has yet to find anyone else who felt the same, and yet even though she sees it for a boon in this moment, something that has snatched her from the abyss of death and allowed her to complete her duties… She still shudders in discomfort as his healing spell takes effect and her skin, muscles, bone, and even blood heed his call.
She manages (barely) to listen to his warnings, already feeling the second side effect, a deep, full existence tired that threatened to keep her on her belly just as well as her injuries had. Tired, she can deal with. Not flinching away from him as he pulled the bandage from her face to reveal her shame, not flinching away when he had to re-bandage it…
That was hard enough. But the tree…]
A shard…
[Her fingers curl weakly in the crimson-stained grass, struggling to pull a foreleg into position to rise.]
I have to bury a shard… at the tree…
[She’d heard that could bring a body back around the strange crystals that had become “them”… and it is the only way she knows. The only place she can justify going.]
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She manages (barely) to listen to his warnings, already feeling the second side effect, a deep, full existence tired that threatened to keep her on her belly just as well as her injuries had. Tired, she can deal with. Not flinching away from him as he pulled the bandage from her face to reveal her shame, not flinching away when he had to re-bandage it…
That was hard enough. But the tree…]
A shard…
[Her fingers curl weakly in the crimson-stained grass, struggling to pull a foreleg into position to rise.]
I have to bury a shard… at the tree…
[She’d heard that could bring a body back around the strange crystals that had become “them”… and it is the only way she knows. The only place she can justify going.]