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Subject: *Groggy*-sick Author: Willmina & Shetanth [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:20:36 04/04/02 Thu She awoke late the morning after Hatching with a strange grogginess to her head. Normally, wine never hit her like this. Almost instantly she noticed that her nose was stuffed-up and her forehead was pounding. She could feel Shetanth in her mind. Sick? -You are sick. Shetanth said, concerned. 'Is W'menel sick as well?' -I asked Lerath. He is well, for now. Willmina tried to raise herself from the bed and managed to prop herself onto her elbows. Her head pounded worse. She recalled that PERN had suffered a horrid epidemic in the days of the ill-fated 'Moreta's Ride' but Willmina doubted it was the 'influenza' that the AIVAS machine of long ago had spoke of that was the illness of that event. She swallowed and her throat felt like flames. Almost instantly she began a fit of coughing that felt like ripping in her lungs with a curious tickle left behind. Shards, but this had come on quick! She hadn't noticed anyone ill at the Hatching yesterday. Certainly there was a crowd. Nothing that had not been normal. Perhaps the wine was bad? She flopped back down onto the bed. If only there was a Healer.. Maybe I can get to Caffrena Beach for some sourfruit.. -There is a Healer, newly arrived. 'What?' -She came in this morning. N'gal met her from what Adirath said. The presence of her dragon was a comfort but Willmina dearly wished she could feel her feet and the rest of herself well enough to get up to go down and get some willow salic. 'I want to try and get to Caffrena Beach for some sourfruit. I need to rest a little more.' She raised her head to see the whirling pink of concern in her gold's eyes. Shetanth had tried to cram herself as close to her as she could from the stone bed she had inside. She felt the nose gently nuzzle her and raised a hand to stroke her gold. 'I'll be okay. Just a little more sleep.' [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]