“She’s coming round. You will be able to talk to her soon.” A voice I don’t recognise says quietly.
“Thank the goddess.” A voice I do recognise replies. My head is pounding and I feel like I am spinning. My eyes are still closed and I can’t seem to open them, however much I try. I know that I know the second voice but I’m not sure who it belongs to. I should know the voice, something tells me it’s a voice I know well, but my head is hurting too much to think straight. I don’t want to talk to anyone right now and I feel myself falling back into a deep, dark sleep. I will talk to whoever it is later.
My eyes slowly open and I’m laid on my side staring at a plain white wall. The back of my head hurts like hell, and so does my leg, but I don’t feel too bad. I must be healing quickly or I’ve
