Kill This Love
Cough wracked my ribs until I thought they might crack.
The valley that once felt like my sanctuary had become a prison, its beauty suffocating me.
Finally, before I fainted alone, I found the beautiful, glowing cure.
I was trembling so violently I could hardly lift my hand. But I put the cure into my mouth sucessfully.
I saved myself. After I could breath again, I forced myself to wash away the pollen and dirt, straightened my clothes, and calmed my breathing. Tonight was the family banquet at the Elder’s house—the first time I would appear as the tribe’s future luna. I needed to make an impression.