Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:B0A2:418:7893:D42F-20191227042317/@comment-44390494-20191229035654

Ezra was trying to take it one deep breath at the time.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

She was still tired, but the fuzziness in her head had seemed to clear a bit. She retrieved her bow in bubbly feet, also attempting to call some of the sand she'd spilled back into its vials but only managing a few grains before having to drop on the blood-splattered grass to stop the world from rolling sideways.