𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎

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It hurt.

She swore she was screaming, but the terrible cries weren't coming from her.

Despite the pain, the horrible pain that made her want to curl into a ball and scream, she couldn't move. Only able to lay on her back and stare at the dark sky, embers flying through the air that smelt heavily of smoke. Or was that her that smelt like smoke? At the bottom of her vision she could see the tendrils wafting upwards, maybe that was why she was in so much pain.

Someone was shouting faintly, so distant it felt like an afterthought in the back of her mind. Everything sounded distorted, as if she was floating underwater, limbs suspended in the void. Something wet fell onto her face, how odd that it was suddenly raining.

The pain felt like a suggestion as she stared up at the beautifully orange sky. Despite not being able to move, her eyelids fluttered, heavy with exhaustion. What had she been doing laying down again?

Succumbing to the idea of taking a long, long nap, she let her eyes fall shut, and exhaled.