wrap my arms around you

Open to anyone - but please keep in mind, Dawa is very injured. (Spine is crushed so she cannot walk, for one thing).

It had been weeks and somehow she had survived them. Time was nothing to her - she had failed to recognize the passing of days back when her sight had left, and now it was only darkness that she witnessed. An endless cycle of pain and foggy almost-pain were what separated moments for the crippled girl. When she wasn't yowling with ache she was drifting endlessly in a sea of shadows and half-remembered thoughts; hallucinations brought on by a quickly rising dose of medicines. In her current state Dawa was awake, but drifting. She thought of Tenzin and how infrequent his visits had become; she thought of Xi'nuata and wondered where the warrior woman had gone to. At some point someone came to her - perhaps hearing the woman muttering to herself, chatting to others that weren't there, and at some point this stranger took her to a new location. She felt no pain in the travel (the passage of time remained a constant fluid thing); but she felt the sun upon her back as she rested beneath the boughs of Chenrezig, her body piled carefully upon one of its reaching roots.