Neverwinter Forest The dormant daughter of the silver moon

Her mind was wavering with images of what her life was. She wavered between her own loving mother, coo'ing her to sleep and her father, rest his soul, but a blurry image of what he was. She never knew him, for he passed away as a warrior of the Horned God, but every once in a while, did she see her papa. He faded between dreams and reality, alongside her own mother.. 

And then her little two, one with tears and the other with anger, a shattering image that stirred her in her the once eternal slumber. Though she didn't wake, only vaguely feel but a substance coming from her throat. Miriam remained unconscious, and within her nightmare of dreams, did she whisper, "I'm sorry," through the slobber of vomit of the pumping of her stomach.