Lady Anala
Anala didn't know why she was crying, why she felt as if she couldn't breathe. She sat on her bed and bent over, gasping at the air after each loud sob.
What was wrong with her?
The air had left her. She couldn't breathe. There was no air. She began to panic, clawing at her throat, trying desperately to bring in breath. It was as if a tempest whipped around her and stole the very life from her lungs. She couldn't breathe.
She felt arms around her shoulder, holding tight, trying to calm her. Lares had entered the room at some point. She hadn't noticed.
Unable to stop her keening and crying, she began to believe all the air in the world was gone, that they would all suffocate, that there was nothing she could do.
She keened and sobbed and gasped, trying desperately to draw i
