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Zella
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Mina awoke softly, her eyes fluttering about trying to gain vision. When it finally came into less of a blur, she saw the sky, shades of black, blue, and purple came into focus, a few stars still visible in the sky as it approached dawn. She stared at it for awhile and began to sit up. She winced and a small gasp escaped her lips as her back came off the ground. She quickly grabbed her head with one hand, and placed the other on her ribs, picking it back up quickly. Blood. It ran down her fingers and dripped onto her clothes. She placed it back on her wound, along with the other one that was holding her head as she sat up fully, examining the environment around her.
"Where.." her soft, whispery voice echoed in her head which was now pounding and pulsing in pain. She grew more and more confused. What had happened? Where was she? Why was she hurting? Her vision grew blurry again, probably due to loss of blood. She ripped a long piece of cloth from her cloak and wrapped it tightly around her ribs, wincing and biting her lower lip to try and stay quiet. Her small frame shook with pain as she tied and secured her wound. Finally, she forced herself to stand, looking around for anything familiar, or anyone else. There was nothing recognizable about where she was.
It was still dark, Still not quite dawn yet. It was as though she were just picked up and dropped into somewhere new. Her pale grey eyes closed, then finally opened, regaining their focus. She didnt know where she was, but it was beautiful. Her pointed ears raised up as she smiled at the forest she stood in. It was lit up by bright, glowing plants, and will-o-wisps, and a small pond just a few steps away. Still a bit shaky, she walked over to it and put her legs in, dipping her hands in and washing some of the blood off. It was all stunning, but she frowned, and remembered why she had blood on her in the first place. She remembered, ironically, that she didn't remember. She was lost..
"Where.." her soft, whispery voice echoed in her head which was now pounding and pulsing in pain. She grew more and more confused. What had happened? Where was she? Why was she hurting? Her vision grew blurry again, probably due to loss of blood. She ripped a long piece of cloth from her cloak and wrapped it tightly around her ribs, wincing and biting her lower lip to try and stay quiet. Her small frame shook with pain as she tied and secured her wound. Finally, she forced herself to stand, looking around for anything familiar, or anyone else. There was nothing recognizable about where she was.
It was still dark, Still not quite dawn yet. It was as though she were just picked up and dropped into somewhere new. Her pale grey eyes closed, then finally opened, regaining their focus. She didnt know where she was, but it was beautiful. Her pointed ears raised up as she smiled at the forest she stood in. It was lit up by bright, glowing plants, and will-o-wisps, and a small pond just a few steps away. Still a bit shaky, she walked over to it and put her legs in, dipping her hands in and washing some of the blood off. It was all stunning, but she frowned, and remembered why she had blood on her in the first place. She remembered, ironically, that she didn't remember. She was lost..