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Date Posted: 19:26:00 06/17/05 Fri
Author: Sahira
Subject: <*>
In reply to: Marja; D'rai & Sengaloth 's message, "[Sahira]" on 07:49:21 06/17/05 Fri

((One day, I will change her name to Sahria. It will be so much easier!))

Sahira can barely stand, for the muscles in her legs had cramped. She felt dizzy from bloodloss, and felt quite relieved when she was in the bed. Flying on the blue, had it been blue? Sahira didn't really remember too terribly much, except that she had been mauled. She dimly knew that she was in Wessae's bed, the bed of the Weyrwoman.

"I'll ask you again," the Healer was saying. Again? She had asked a first time? "Do you want Fellis before I do this, or not? It's going to hurt without it, and the Hatching's over so I don't see much point on not taking some, but I don't want to dose you without asking first."

Did she want- Sahira would have found that amusing, had she not been in the strange suspesion between shock and unconciousness.
"Yes," she managed, raising her head a little. Something felt tight around her forehead- a bandage? She thought it must be, because earlier she had felt a trickle of blood on her hair. "I can't stand pain."
The last was a whisper, she hardly needed fellis juice anyways. She was about to go unconsious by herself. The tightness around her head felt comforting, as if something important had been saved by tying a bandage around her head wound.

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>~< -- Marja; D'rai; Z'ni & Jesaketh, 17:51:17 06/19/05 Sun