Swiftcurrent Creek Pulcinella

feel free to skip Cygnet for a couple rounds if someone shows up <3

Her heart beat faintly, fluttering like the wings of a butterfly caught in a web, tired from trying to free itself. Slowly, Cygnet's lips and gums began to turn blue from lack of oxygen, though she still sipped oxygen with shallow little puffs of air. Her eyes remained partially open, rarely blinking save for the moments where her heart gave a shudder and she twitched lightly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and blinking before she faded again, teetering on the thin ledge between unconsciousness and the everlasting.