*I wake to the sound of birds outside my window, and with a groan my eyes flutter open. My body aches, pain riding my nerves like lightning, but I grit my teeth and will it to dull. The priestesses of Zerius had told me I would heal, in time. That had been months ago now. I hold little doubt this pain would persist through the rest of my life.* *I roll over, an effort that riddles my thoughts with pinpricks of pain, and peer outside through bleary eyes to see a cloudy sky obscuring the rising...