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From the roundabout of random ideas comes some order - a subtle awareness of who one can be, under the flow of thoughts with their loose connections to one's wakening life. After a few moments more, Nova began to analyze them lazily, perhaps these ideas are meant to be kept.
Some are composed as if from a book she had once read at Spinner's end, some are just silly. In another moment they are gone leaving no hint. If they were still floating in her head there is no bread crumb trail back to them. Her eyelids flicker open to the unlit room. No daylight. She closed them again, willing the roundabout to return, for her mind to tumble back to dreams, but it won't. How could it?
She pondered whether these thoughts were just something normal and human or were it just her brain forcing her awake to make sure if the kid was okay. But she woke up anyway, with her cheeks pressing upon the cold hospital bench. Her eyes droopily blinked a few times or so, before she pushed on her covered hands so that she was in a sitting position. The sleepiness in her eyes died down as soon as it met the same matron she had seen the previous day, the one who had taken the baby from her hands. Jolting up to her feet, she rushed towards the nurse.
"I-is she okay?" Nova questioned frantically, a cold sweat forming on her protruded forehead as she noticed the gloomy expression the other woman sported.
"We-, uh we're not sure yet" she answered quietly "With proper care and treatment, she will live b-but not with extensive impairment...which we will let you know s-soon"
Nova shuddered a breath, what had she meant by 'extensive impairments' she pondered. She wanted the kid to be alright, perfect almost because she was.
"I-isn't there any p-potions or-or enchantments of any sort that could help with that?" the witch asked with a scared itched throat.
"We're not sure yet Miss Evans but as I said we will let you know soon" the plump woman tried to reassure.
Nova nodded faintly only to be interrupted by the matron "Would you like to see her?"
Her nodding became fervent, agreeing to the woman's word without any second thoughts.
After walking for a few minutes or so, the blonde opened the door and she stepped a few trudges back so that Nova would be the one to enter first. She gulped down her nervousness as she stepped in and that's when she saw her, the same angel she had seen yesterday but now she looked rather peaceful than the last time she had seen her.
Her torso was covered in lengths of white bandage making it difficult to differentiate it with the crusty white sheets her tiny body was dipped in. Her face was cleaned up of the muck and dust, making her rosy cheeks and chestnut skin more prominent; Her magnificent white hair sprawled messily against her forehead.
"The claw marks on her chest..." the brunette started, having had witnessed the blood flow out of those huge scratch marks on the kid's body and she was damn sure what and who was the cause of that because she too sported the same once on her chest, "Is she?"
