Seth's POV:
Every bone and muscle in my body hurts. Everything feels like its breaking and rearranging itself in the wrong way and it breaks again and tries once more and so on countless times. My screams do not break through, they never leave my mouth and my lungs burn with the need to release the pressure, my mind feels over cluttered and overcrowded by the immense pain that seems to have no end. I'm not sure when it ends, but I know when the cold and salty air of the sea fills my lungs achingly and my eyes snap open. Something, though, feels different. Everything seems a bit more clear around me. i can see the bonfire not far from me, I can ear the sea, I can hear the whistling of the wind, I can hear the way the sand moves and hisses under paws and hooves and steps and-
I heave myse
