She fought through the headache and squirmed as close to Aela as she could. She reached out with exhaustion, her arm barely above the ground as she moved it before she lost strength and couldn’t hold it up anymore.
Even Mare barely registered most of his words. Her eyes were full of terror. She put a hand in her pocket on the photo she’d been sent in the arena. Mom, Meron, Lily. They needed her then. Her eyes closed, releasing more tears. She needed them now.
I’m at lunch, I’ll post more in a bit
Light Hero: Illumea, Chapter 7: Crush-ing Pressure
Left the formatting this time because I love how I did texts in the actual doc and for my sanity.
This is all you get today, Hawks! I'm not here to spoil you!