Endings and beginnings
Molly is a lot of things when Cain carries her through the gateway into a hallway full of oblivious people: scared, weak, tired, bedraggled, scraped up, pale--but most of all in tremendous pain.
She lays heavily in Cain's arms, still gripping her wand and moaning with the force of another contraction.
"Hurts," she murmurs against his chest as she pants they way she was taught in class. "We need a healer...doctor person."
She lays heavily in Cain's arms, still gripping her wand and moaning with the force of another contraction.
"Hurts," she murmurs against his chest as she pants they way she was taught in class. "We need a healer...doctor person."