With every broken bone, I swear I lived
The world turned inside out. Sea and stone upended, folding in on itself, then folded her guts too so that when she was smacked into the pavement - oddly familiar, in a dreadful sort of deja vu - the contents of her stomach left her entirely.
Pain. Her body was screaming with agony, worse than the savaged shoulder should justify. Her head was splitting in two, a sensation of sliding apart so visceral she wondered if it had actually been cut apart; when she could think at all. Her thoughts were coming in and out, fading into a blackness that grew harder and harder to resist. Snippets of sensation slammed into her, then was gone; a gentle sigh of wind through palm leaves, splashing water, the sour stench of sick, someone nearby groaning in pain... Ah, she should help them. Should get up, only her body wasn't responding... at all.
A pool of blood was reforming on the ground beneath the wounded shoulder, trickling along the cracks in the paved courtyard. Despite the pain in mist-pale eyes, she was entirely still where she lay; like a broken doll, tossed around one time too many.
Pain. Her body was screaming with agony, worse than the savaged shoulder should justify. Her head was splitting in two, a sensation of sliding apart so visceral she wondered if it had actually been cut apart; when she could think at all. Her thoughts were coming in and out, fading into a blackness that grew harder and harder to resist. Snippets of sensation slammed into her, then was gone; a gentle sigh of wind through palm leaves, splashing water, the sour stench of sick, someone nearby groaning in pain... Ah, she should help them. Should get up, only her body wasn't responding... at all.
A pool of blood was reforming on the ground beneath the wounded shoulder, trickling along the cracks in the paved courtyard. Despite the pain in mist-pale eyes, she was entirely still where she lay; like a broken doll, tossed around one time too many.
maea
