Ouroboros Spine even now you mark my steps

The nightmares dogged her every step.

It was difficult to sleep anyway, but the flaming visions she received at night did little to help. Dark circles ringed her eyes, and she spent her day trying not to fall asleep.

She lost the battle around midafternoon, sprawled in the field outside Three Sisters, where she had been taking the scenic route back to the repose. Her sides rose and fell in rhythm, but the furrow to her brow did not speak of rest, not the flexing of her paws.