Lion Head Mesa all ends bring beginnings

vague about outcomes of other threads!

oh Gods—
she had never known such hurt! the pain Toula endured felt bonedeep and terrible. it was hard to eat, harder to sleep—but exhaustion claimed her at last.
and when she awoke it was no better! Toula prayed and prayed and prayed—for her father, and her family, back. to her! and for an end to this pain.
selfish wants. she knew her father would return to this mortal plane someday, as they all would when their time came. but in the earliest, most awful of moments... it was hard to remember. hard to think straight at all! hardest of all to forget.
she was uncertain, but must know what afflicted her. why she could not do all of the things she had before. why the sun of Ra still shined upon her, and warmed her—but inside, she felt a dreadful cold. 
Toula came to @Tavina with few, and was announced discreetly. she did not wish to give what family she had left cause for fear! but, she croaked in a tired breath to Tavina, worry pressed deep into her brow, I think that I am dying, Tavina! a quiet murmur for the ears of the Sesh alone!