118. Icing

[corrinesbell]

[With the weather turning colder again, particularly cold today, it would feel like a long walk to anywhere.

It's especially long when you wander far out of your way in a rather sizable arc, because you are so absolutely sure of where you are going when in fact, no, you are wrong. That about sums it up for Sheena, who finally stops right where she is and sits down. Cold and snow be damned, she's sore and tired and not walking anymore.

Which is the wrong way to think. But there's a building through the trees ahead, and stiff fingers (why do her gloves have no fingers in this weather?) pull open the journal and write only:]

C3

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[corrinesbell]

I'm learning that I'm really ridiculous.

[and nearly asleep, too.]

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[wise_maiden]

We all have our moments. Would you like that sip now?

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[corrinesbell]

Yeah. I feel like I could drink that whole bottle.

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[wise_maiden]

Take as much as you need.

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[corrinesbell]

[which she will. The straw helps, a lot. She will finish whatever Raine put into the cup and then just sort of...fall back against her pillow again.]

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[wise_maiden]

[She'll set the empty cup and bottle on the nightstand.] Get that rest, Sheena. It's been a long day.

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[corrinesbell]

[she turns onto her side, facing Raine, and eyes the blankets for a little bit before asking, just one more time]

I'm gonna be okay right?

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[wise_maiden]

You're going to be just fine. [Sincere and gentle. She almost wishes she had that little stuffed animal to give her.]

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[corrinesbell]

[That seems to satisfy her, not to mention making her feel like she did when she was a kid here again. So she will close her eyes and finally rest. ...Raine might want to leave her a few of those blankets, though, just in case.]