Rain awakes in her own tears. Her dream slips away from her like trying to bottle a cloud. There's a fog where it should've been, gone once more.
She knew it had been important, but she can't remember anymore.
But as she struggles to her knees, hands bound behind her back, something inside of her has eased.
The broken bond her chest still ached. It would never heal entirely, always there as a reminder of what she went through. But it didn't hurt so much anymore. In a way, it would always be a part of her now, as the scars on her body.
It was proof of her survival.
Rain's vision continued to blur despite her best efforts, the Wolfsbane more powerful than she had thought.
Drugged, poisoned, and beaten, most would probably give up.
Throw in their losses, she thinks she heard Acc
