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I couldn't sleep. My inners feel like they're on fire. My muscles shake. My limbs shake. My head pounds like a thousand dragon's footsteps. I burry my head in my pillow. I clench my teeth. I'm so cold and so hot at the same time. How is that even possible? I grip myself.
I go over the bedside, and I throw up blood and black ooze. It feels like my throat is burning every time I would cough. Even breathing feels like I'm swallowing fire. It's not pleasant at all. I grip the sheets. My head fills with fire and water. It hurts. I feel my forehead burning, getting hotter by the minute.
I can't do magic. I don't feel the energy to make myself better with a spell. I can't think of any spell for healing. Come to think of it, how'd this even happen to me? I did cough up blood before but never black ooze. I feel like the first time I woke up on the beach.
I remember doing something when I fell from the cliff. Something horrible.... something that made me feel just like this. Sick. My skin decaying. My skin withering and burning. My inners on fire and filling up with black tar. It feels like I'm swallowing black tar. What did I do on the cliff, shell, thing? I remember doing something terrible. I remember using magic. I remember Rayla. I remember her words to me. I remember yelling. I remember falling.
I go back to the bedside and hurl up black tar and blood. What is happening to me? I look at the mirror and I see a bit of my hair turn white with and a blue mix. White mixed with blue. What the...? Never seen this before.
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