Damali Turin | Datura (thorn_apple) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-09-10 05:50:00 |
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Current mood: | tired |
Current music: | Placebo - Post Blue |
Entry tags: | belladonna, datura, tea |
Who: Belladonna, Datura & Tea
What: Datura is succumbing to her visions. Bella and Tea are there to help her through it
When: Friday evening
Where: Tea's house
Warnings: TBD
Open: To the other Nightshades, should they so desire
Datura had wanted to be alone, really. To lock herself in, to ride out the storm on her own as best she could. But Earl had asked to be let in, and she could never deny him. And Bella had offered her aid, which she had seized like a life raft. And, if she admitted it to herself, it really was better this way. At least, when (if) she woke up, there would be people nearby who cared about her. To help her pick the pieces of her life back up.
But that was the future, and for now, she must deal with the present. She's shaking like a leaf, running a fever higher than any mortal could live through. Chills rack her body when the fever abates, she's covered in a sheen of sweat. But compared to how it has been before, and what is to come, this is almost nothing. This is the eye of the storm. The worst is yet to come.
She turns her head toward the door, waiting for it to open. Waiting for someone to come and help her.