The Gathering Storm Ch 8 Chapter 8: TriumphThe Gathering Storm Ch 85 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Leaca fluttered open one weak eyelid, which twitched for a few seconds before lying still. Yawning, she groggily lifted her head . . . and then slouched back down upon her pillow, a feeling of vertigo washing over her. She couldnt bring herself to raise her body anymore, for she had a steadily escalating headache; it felt like a brass band had played in her ear all night long.
Chesopeke rubbed her nose against Leacas shoulder, meowing and purring. Leaca petted her blindly, unable to see Chesopeke while her head was buried face-down in her pillow. Still, it was comforting to hear her cats voice beside her