Qeya River it’s just a silly phase i’m going through

somewhere in dreamland, found in rhapsody; devoid of any concern for the life left behind. distant shouts echoed through her subconscious but she was too unaware to answer. her breathing had slowed until almost undetectable, her chest still and without motion, but notably swollen. the only indication of life was the frantic darting of her shut eyes, as though begging to be roused.

ying could hear the shifting of ice, albeit faint as she began the gradual shift back to reality. still, she was limp, and completely helpless.