REXANNA
you touch me and suddenly –
i feel a little less war torn
Everything was dark, a dreamless sleep while everything happened around her. She didn’t know that Lucas remained with her until he was prepared to enter the Spire. She also didn’t know when he left. She remained, in the barren earth around the Spire as everyone helped out one another. Yet Rexanna remained, breathing thank the gods, but in a mixed point of sleeping – hand along her neck haphazardly, hiding a hint of a trail of blood that seeped down into her jacket and down her shoulder. i feel a little less war torn
She couldn’t tell if she was shivering, either, though the earth around was cold and still rather dark. She knew two things, she was alive, and possibly slowly beginning to wake up just enough to hopefully prevent anything from happening. Eyes slid open slowly, cracked just a peak as the sounds from around the Spire began to filter in. Yet she couldn’t make any sense of it. She tried to press her hand closer to her neck yet she remained laying on the ground, finding enough movement to actually slip onto her back.
She just wasn’t strong enough to stand or do anything else, for that matter.
i'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like
but i think it may feel a lot like you.
but i think it may feel a lot like you.
