Swiftcurrent Creek always rooting for the anti-hero

So it was true, and perhaps it trickled through the Creek in whispers of confirmation.

The small bump that had formed on her body felt unbecoming with her thinness. The morning had been spent in a spell of dizziness and nausea. Yet her body seemed rather keen on not freeing anything despite how it felt she wished to.

She did not enjoy to think how soon she might find even a long walk too dizzying!

But maybe that was today? Suddenly she felt the need to lean against a tree, eyes squeezed shut as the winter winds seemed to roar by her too fast!