Moon Written

seventy one.

CELINE'S POV

My insides were battling a fire that burned inside of my stomach; trying to get through to the rest of my body.

I couldn't feel my arms or my legs, my neck felt swollen and my fingers twitched from the pain.

I could feel some sort of pressure inside of my head, it felt as though my brain was being squeezed tightly; forcefully. I wanted to yell out but when even the quietest groan tried to crawl up my throat and out of my lips, it would get caught and my whole neck burned as if I was drinking boiling hot water.

"Celine? Celine are you okay?" The words were heard by my ears but it was as if I was diving and water filled my ears; making every sound incoherent and barely audible.

I tried to give any sign that I wasn't okay, that I was going through something unexplainable; but I couldn't do anything other than laying still with barely twitching fingers.

I felt something hot in my throat rise up like bile, my stomach dropped and I gagged loudly, my eyes were shut tightly and no matter how hard I tried to open them; they wouldn't budge.

My insides were still trying to fight something, it felt like a burning flame that just kept attacking and my heart hammered against my chest; fearing the flames that tried to near it.

A war was happening inside of me; a huge battle but between who? Between what?

I gripped something below me tightly and arched my back, my breath barely making way out of my lips before getting caught in my throat, my lungs burned painfully and my eyes rolled to the back of my head, I thrashed on top of whatever I laid on and felt my whole entire body shake violently.

I could feel something crawl from my toes up to my legs and so on, it felt like little spiders made way up my body and I kicked my feet forward.

My hands flew over my chest which was bouncing up and down erratically while my heartbeat went haywire, I felt as if I was going to have a heart attack any moment.

I gripped onto whatever was under me strongly, holding onto something fur like tighter; I coughed loudly, my eyes refusing to open no matter how hard I tried.

My stomach churned and my breathing came back to me; but it was more labored seeing as I was still fighting for more air, trying to fill my greedy lungs which still held a burning sensation.

"Celine! Celine, wake up!" Who is that? Why can't I make out the person and what is going on? My head was pounding from all the confusing thoughts that swirled in my mind, my eyes felt as if they were stuck in the back of my head.

But before I knew it my body fell limp over whatever held me and both my legs and arms gave out, the darkness which already had me; took me in completely and I fell out of conscious.

The last thing I heard was my name once again but I couldn't make out who it was that yelled it out.

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MARINA'S POV

The Queen and I were both in the living room, sitting silently, we were both seated on the beautiful red couch and gazed intensely at the fire which burned in the fireplace that they had.

I watched as the flames rose and then sparks flew from them, but the sound of wood breaking apart and burning echoed in my ears.

My heart was slowly beating against my chest and my fingers tapped against my thighs impatiently; we heard news that Dustin, Axel and the warriors found Celine, and that they were coming home.