corauro

                      — And she’s awoken with a scream, the result of a nightmare that
                      had decided to plague her dreams. She hadn’t been sleeping well
                      lately; the dark circles were present on her visage, and she was paler.
                      She knew that it she needed to take better care of herself and, if she
                      wasn’t careful, people might try to make her sty back.

                      Trembling, she runs her hands through her hair, taking deep breaths to
                      calm her heart, which was beating rapidly like a drum. Hopefully, she
                     didn’t wake up anyone. Heaven knows they all lacked sleep as it was.