Author's note: Standard disclaimer's apply. ...and the plot thickens! This is another one of Lina's dreams...short again. Also it's meant to be choppy, dreams are usually jumpy.
Lina remembered being dragged by someone, and the excruciating pain as each of her fingers were broken. A harsh laugh, distorted by water as she was repeatedly dunked. The rush of air as she was thrown. The cracking of her ribs as she struck the tree, and the snapping of her leg as she landed on it. The sprain of the wrist as she tried to lift herself up even as she landed. So much pain. The fleeting glimpse of her attacker. "Focus Lina! See who it is! Take control!" Lina concentrated on slowing the images. Still all she could make out of her attacker was a vague outline. Her mind wouldn't allow her to remember. The frustration made Lina lose her focus as the dream sped back up again. The utter disgust as hands reached out from the darkness to touch and grope her body. She had fought, oh how she had fought. But her strength was oozing away. Her fingers were broken so she couldn't cast, couldn't even properly punch. But then all the pain seemed to stop. The feeling of being carried gently in strong arms. Words had been said. "Words, what were the words! Whose voice?" The more she gought to remember, the more it eluded her. The feeling of security vanished along with the strong arms. The vision of a stranger's face. Then one word. "Xellos." She gave up after that. She let go and started drifting. But someone called her back. "No, let me die!" Lina screamed. The feeling of being reborn, screaming like a newborn child. There was something she had to do. Something she had to remember...
Lina remembered being dragged by someone, and the excruciating pain as each of her fingers were broken. A harsh laugh, distorted by water as she was repeatedly dunked. The rush of air as she was thrown. The cracking of her ribs as she struck the tree, and the snapping of her leg as she landed on it. The sprain of the wrist as she tried to lift herself up even as she landed. So much pain. The fleeting glimpse of her attacker. "Focus Lina! See who it is! Take control!" Lina concentrated on slowing the images. Still all she could make out of her attacker was a vague outline. Her mind wouldn't allow her to remember. The frustration made Lina lose her focus as the dream sped back up again. The utter disgust as hands reached out from the darkness to touch and grope her body. She had fought, oh how she had fought. But her strength was oozing away. Her fingers were broken so she couldn't cast, couldn't even properly punch. But then all the pain seemed to stop. The feeling of being carried gently in strong arms. Words had been said. "Words, what were the words! Whose voice?" The more she gought to remember, the more it eluded her. The feeling of security vanished along with the strong arms. The vision of a stranger's face. Then one word. "Xellos." She gave up after that. She let go and started drifting. But someone called her back. "No, let me die!" Lina screamed. The feeling of being reborn, screaming like a newborn child. There was something she had to do. Something she had to remember...