I groaned as I woke up. My head was throbbing, and every sound was a loud echo. Like waves in the sea, the sounds crashed and merged, rendering them indecipherable.
I opened my eyes, seeing nothing but bright, blurry colorful lights. Too bright; I quickly screwed my eyes shut. Finally, I started to make out voices; blurry at first, but slowly becoming clear.
"... Is alright? She hit her head pretty hard," One voice, somewhat familiar, spoke. I clutched my head, groaning in pain. It sounded like I was underwater, and my ears burned from the sound. the voice belonged to a male, and he sounded worried.
"Maybe. She is definitely awake, but probably has a concussion." An older voice answered. A doctor, perhaps? And who are they talking about?
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Okay people!
I'm in some serious writer's block and I need some help breaking free!
Please help by giving ideas, advice, or just by voting! I need to know if this story is still any good.
Also, does anyone know how concussions clear up? I've never had one, so... ya... Is it like a fog that slowly clears? How long does that take? Or should I just have Draken be healed and be done with this thing?
Help. Please.
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Draken Hood: Where Loyalty Lies
General FictionThe Hewa Tribe is an organization which is full of people who use and promote illegal magics and practices. Enter Draken Hood, a teenager who grew up in the Hewa Tribe. Draken is infamous for masterful, undetected robbery. Loyal only to the Hewa Tri...
