((OOC: Private entry))
The most awful fear in the world is seeing people you care about get hurt, and you are unable to do anything. Half of the time, I do not know what is going on, but I have a feeling the infirmary is filling up because I hear scuffles and sounds that wake me up, then I fall back asleep again. Sometimes it hurts so much I wonder if I really am going to... not wake up... but then when the medicine Sir Mathiu gives me is strong, I don't even remember where I am or what I am doing.
I mustn't tell anyone. Why would he insist I not tell anyways? Something holds me back, and it's not just the threat--although that makes it impossible for me to confide in anyone.
But I do not want anyone to know. How weak... how foolish am I...!
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