Sawtooth Spire when everything was broken, the devil hit his second stride

she felt so weak, her head swam when she tried to get proper footing beneath her. she couldn't hear her mother's questions, her voice was mere a faraway echo overwhelmed by the tinnitus in her ears that had her so prostrated she began toing and froing on her scalding pads in her effort to walk. 

it felt like her tongue had swollen in her throat like a bullfrog and her voice had disappeared into its mouth. "no wather," she croaked, listless.
the static roared leonine in her ears 

louder

 

louder

 

louder

phaedra came to again, legs having given out from under her a few feet from her mother who would most assuredly be at her side the instant she fell.
she gazed dazedly around, finding her eyes double visioned on the moon. "fee mooooon? sinhth when," she said, then turned her eyes searchingly for her mama, who was also in triplicity, "mama god brotherth ...?" of course, she'd never heard the word sister before, so she could only assume that what she was seeing was her mother and her mother's two "brothers" suddenly adjoining her.
she swayed uneasily in place. "dongue feeth funny, froat frogth," she mumbled before faceplanting the dirt.