anyway, don't be a stranger
“What–” Lune tried, then broke off into a coughing fit. When she finally recovered, she continued, “What happened?” Her voice was low and strained and her eyes were glassy and unfocused. “The Bourgeon swallowed you, but we got you out. Are you alright?” “I’m fine,” Lune snapped, then proved herself wrong by immediately crumpling to her knees. ——— OR: Lune falls ill with a mysterious sickness after being swallowed by a Bourgeon. Sciel takes care of her.
Written for @scieluneweek, free day.
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