Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Phoebe hadn’t felt herself all day. She had risen like usual and made breakfast and medicinal tea for Jata before he left, and she had planned to be at the college doing research all day – which Jata now knew the location of in case she ‘went missing’ again – but she was just tired. She supposed she was running herself ragged, between caring for Jata and researching the blight and her usual work as a midwife – she was a busy bee. But today she lacked the oomph she usually had. Pim could tell, following her around closely, occasionally whining at her and the Frey shrine near the fireplace.
Deciding to stay home for a day of well-earned rest, she sat on the couch and promptly fell asleep. It might seem the obvious thing, but she wasn’t a napper, and so when she awoke sometime in the afternoon, still exhausted, she was quite surprised. Pim continued to stay close as she tried to get some work done around the clinic, but she simply couldn’t focus, finding herself zoning out every now and again while in the middle of a task. And before long she realized she hadn’t eaten anything at all and was still not hungry. She must’ve caught a fall cold, she thought. But alas, that didn’t give her a reason to stop all together. Jata would undoubtedly return and still want supper.
It was while she stood there preparing dinner that she started to feel a little woozy. She probably should have sat down but she was determined to get this done. When Jata arrived, Pim rushed over to him and whined of all things, looking between him and Phoebe. ”Oh, hi Jata.” Phoebe said softly, turning to smile at him. But as she did so, she felt the world spin around her, and next thing she knew she collapsed onto the ground.
