[Time was an ill described concept for her. Sometimes she was simply hovering in nothingness, but there were other moments where it was closer to lying on her back floating in an inky black ocean, adrift, lost and so far from shore but without the strength needed to swim in any given direction.
But those three long days passed and, just as what would have been considered evening had it not been for the constant light on the Bastion, her fingers twitched. Her tail followed suit, slipping off the edge of the bed and curling. There was no groan, no noise as she opened her eyes, blinking slowly as if uncertain that what she was seeing was really there in front of her.]
at least we aren't meduca? =D;
But those three long days passed and, just as what would have been considered evening had it not been for the constant light on the Bastion, her fingers twitched. Her tail followed suit, slipping off the edge of the bed and curling. There was no groan, no noise as she opened her eyes, blinking slowly as if uncertain that what she was seeing was really there in front of her.]