Swiftcurrent Creek Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands

She was sick and tired.

Literally. Exhaustion had gripped her firmly by the face and she likely looked a mess. Sunken features somehow found it in them to sink more. Her distended sides made odd on her snake-like figure.

She wished them out each and every day.

The thoughts ceased when visitors came. She welcomed them each day out of an odd place of loneliness. This unfamiliar one was welcomed too!

A tired chuff of welcoming and two pale eyes filled with a yearning curiosity.