Fog. She remembers fog. She remembers the crag, the scrape of her fingertips against its jagged face, the strain of bone and muscle as she hoisted herself up the side of it. She remembers the curiosity driving her forward - or rather, driving her up. She remembers jolts of pain, like tiny needles pinpricking her skin from all different sides, the way the pelting rain on Eadu had bruised her flesh. Only sharper, localized. She remembers the twinkle of lightning bugs, streaks of light spelling out unknown glyphs in front of her face and on her body as they'd swallowed her whole.
And then - running. Sprinting. Sprinting the way she had on Lah'mu, trying to get to the bunker before the Man in White's soldiers had found her. The same misery in her lungs, lungs now larger but no more capable of taking in the air she needed to force her feet onward. Then -
Nothing.
Waking up in her bed.
She attempted to shift herself to slide out of the blankets and almost let out a scream at the agony in her body, like she'd been turned into shattered glass, all jagged edges and piercing shards. But she'd managed. The cabin was empty. She'd had no recollection of Cassian waking her to tell her he was leaving (a promise they'd made soon after she arrived), but - in the heavy mist of her brain, it didn't mean much. He probably had, she probably even mumbled something in reply.
The air felt stagnant and stale, the cabin like a hermetically sealed container never once opened. Suffocating. She'd fumbled her way towards the door, stopping to somewhat erratically scribble a note that she'd only gone to the spring to the south of town and would be back shortly, before letting herself shuffle outside - body moving, behaving like a newly reanimated corpse, lethargic limbs trying to remember how to move.
The trip there reveals bits and pieces of what she thinks are memories. Can't be certain. The sight of the fountain makes her instinctively glance down to her hand, still swollen and purpled and sore. She recognizes the injury, knows it's because of forceful contact. But against what? What did she do?
She comes through the clearing rather ungracefully, feet shuffling loudly against the mossy undergrowth, twigs snapping under her clumsy gait. She's only half alive, and therefore half alert, not noticing there's already someone in the water.
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And then - running. Sprinting. Sprinting the way she had on Lah'mu, trying to get to the bunker before the Man in White's soldiers had found her. The same misery in her lungs, lungs now larger but no more capable of taking in the air she needed to force her feet onward. Then -
Nothing.
Waking up in her bed.
She attempted to shift herself to slide out of the blankets and almost let out a scream at the agony in her body, like she'd been turned into shattered glass, all jagged edges and piercing shards. But she'd managed. The cabin was empty. She'd had no recollection of Cassian waking her to tell her he was leaving (a promise they'd made soon after she arrived), but - in the heavy mist of her brain, it didn't mean much. He probably had, she probably even mumbled something in reply.
The air felt stagnant and stale, the cabin like a hermetically sealed container never once opened. Suffocating. She'd fumbled her way towards the door, stopping to somewhat erratically scribble a note that she'd only gone to the spring to the south of town and would be back shortly, before letting herself shuffle outside - body moving, behaving like a newly reanimated corpse, lethargic limbs trying to remember how to move.
The trip there reveals bits and pieces of what she thinks are memories. Can't be certain. The sight of the fountain makes her instinctively glance down to her hand, still swollen and purpled and sore. She recognizes the injury, knows it's because of forceful contact. But against what? What did she do?
She comes through the clearing rather ungracefully, feet shuffling loudly against the mossy undergrowth, twigs snapping under her clumsy gait. She's only half alive, and therefore half alert, not noticing there's already someone in the water.