📐• Even though it had all gone right— she had saved them and didn’t kill her siblings and Vander, it came at risk. During that explosion that was too big to comprehend— powder had hit her head. And ever since then she’s been…

Different. Visions, voices, seeing colors and flashes of white— nightmares of accidentally killing her half brothers and adoptive father and sometimes even Vi or herself.

It wasn’t like anyone knew— no, only she knew. About the visions and what not. Though she was 16 and was still having nightmares and would wake up only to rush to the bathroom and vomit, it was worrying, no? Especially because they lived in the undercity of all places.

You’d think she’d caught a bad bug and would’ve hit the sack already or something with how often her own demons caused her to get violently sick out of the blue.