Hurt, angst and slight comfort.
That necromancer has something against our little sorceress.... Tell me what you think of this one :)
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(Lilith's POV)
She awoke feeling completely disconnected from her body, unable to tell what had happened or where she was. She couldn't even feel her body, not to mention the extreme fatigue that kept her eyes closed. Voices reached her from nearby but she couldn't tell who it was, everything was muffed, like being underwater.
"The mark's gone, she'll probably wake up soon. Ya look like shit, Shakespeare, rest, we'll watch over her."
That loud voice didn't help her headache, she probably winced as the voice came closer and louder. Followed by too much footsteps for her to count.
"Whoa ! She moved ! Hey can you hear me ? I'm Nico. Shakespeare brought you here, you're safe, ok ?" The voice named Nico uttered.
What ? I don't get it..... My head....
"You're probably exhausted, rest and focus on.... on whatever a witch needs to get better." She spoke again, still too loudly.
"How can she rest with you babbling loudly around ?" A male voice spoke.
Thank you whoever you are.
"You need to rest too." the same male voice said, seeming to speak to someone else with a harsh tone, "If you want so badly to stay with her, then take that chair and sleep. She'll be alright."
Her body refused to move, still numb and cold from whatever happened to her. She felt a soft and warm hand on her forehead for a few second, followed by a growl which made the hand disappear.
"She hates contacts." A warm and honeyed voice murmured.
She couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, her mind fading in and out, catching brief part of what the voices were saying. She was cold, so cold. That hand on her forehead had felt so nice, so good.....
I... I want...
Something burned what she assumed was her eyes and cheeks, it hurted but was welcome at the same time. She wanted to feel warm, she need it.... Something was aching in her, in her mind and soul.....
I'm freezing..... Someone ! Anybody.... Please.... I'm so cold.....
She wanted to be comforted, to be hold in warm embrace, to hear those words.....
Before completely fading into the dark again, she swore she felt something brush her face, wiping the tears away, something soft and.... warm... So warm.
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Fire and Ice
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