MARIEL:
I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus. Everything is foggy. I remember trying to come back to consciousness once for a few moments only to hear frantic voices around me, but I couldn’t open my eyes or distinguish any of the sounds before I drifted back into oblivion.
Now I’m fighting to come back to reality once again. I hear more voices around me, but I can’t concentrate long enough to figure out who they belong to. I feel like I’m floating somewhere in space, unable to stay tethered to my body.
“She did as you asked!” One voice demands. “She lifted the curse and saved the girl.”
“True,” answers a second voice, “But she allowed the prophet to be put in danger in the first place.”
“When did people of our kind begin going back on their word, Agatha?” The first voice hisses.
“We’
