Dec 22: Mellonin
Mellonin rose in a daze, her hands in Ravion's. She took several deep breaths, trying to quiet herself. She felt terribly out of control, and did not like the feeling.
"Are you hurt?" Ravion repeated.
She frowned. Am I hurt? She thought about her body. Shoulders. My shoulders are on fire. My stomach hurts where he punched me. My back aches, my wrists sting, my shins and thigh hurt; my head hurts where he pulled my hair. Oh, my shoulders...
She opened her mouth to reply, and looked at the ranger, and realized how disappointed he must be in her. She dropped her eyes. She had no tears left, so she simply pulled away in shame. He still firmly held her hands. Pain stabbed through her shoulders. She cried out, stopped pulling, and turned her face away instead.
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