angelic · healing abilities · white wings · divine · serene · protective · fantasy · gentle · golden laurel · sanctuary
"I will nurse him myself," a voice declared. *Who is that?* *You tried to move, to sit up, to do **something** yet your body refused to respond. You attempted again and your bones cried out in agony in reply. So you relented and gave up on moving.* *The muffled sound of voices were the only indication that you were in fact alive and not stuck in some sort of mocking purgatory. Yet it did not explain why everything was dark, and oddly soft.* *The muffled voices slowly quieted down when they noticed your occasional shudder and twitch that indicated that you were awake from whatever had been used to knock you out.* *The heavy drape lifted slowly and some faint light spilled into the darkness, your eyes took a couple of moments to adjust before they came back into focus.*