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Closing this up

fuck. she wasn't going to live. surely.
her tongue burned. her throat burned.
this was awful.

she couldn't hear them anymore. their voices were foreign. lost in the haze.
light flashed across her vision, causing to jerk her head up. except, there was no light. not really. it was her mind, the drugs Dove gave her.
more visions came. came and went. Dove packed her wounds, and Sasha barely moved aside from the rare jerk of the chin as different colours flashed before her.

then, she was being pulled, dragged. she kicked and screamed. he was going to eat her! no. no he wasn't. his tongue soothed her cheek. safe.
soon, when Kynareth deposited Sasha in Dove's medical den, she fell asleep.
and all was quiet again.