Chaosrunner
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Medication. That's all she knew. Pill after pill and herb after herb. She was a walking time bomb. Yet her older beothee never let her believe she was only that. He filled her charts of medications, cooked her specific meals and even helped her when she was too weak to even bathe herself. But Polyphemus never allowed herself to be beaten down by her physical appearance or slow downs.
"Polyphemus... Get up... We have a new mission. "