Leela
My body burned, but it wasn't like being in heat. This heat wasn't on my skin, but in my veins. There was no relief for this pain. I awoke for brief moments, but everything had blurred into one stream of consciousness.
Somewhere in my feverish dreams, I could hear Eli's voice calling to me. He sounded pained and I wanted to reach for him, comfort him, but an invisible force kept my arms pinned to the bed.
Bed? How did I get here? It didn't matter, for it seemed I was dying. I hoped only that my final breath would be in Eli's arms.
I felt a wet towel on my face and saw Moriel's face floating above me. This was her fault. If I died, it was her fault. But I couldn't die, I realised with horror. I was with child. If I died, the child died with me. No... it wouldn't do...
