The fawn awoke, her eyes fluttering open like a butterfly's millifiori wings.
The flower patch lay spread before her, a million flowers like a million stars coursed along the ground. As if under a drought of poppy, the fawn awoke so slowly that minutes seemed like hours. Her ears were the last to awake, sharply trouncing her with bouts of sound. It did not feel good. Jupiter pressed her ears to her skull to drown out the sound, but it did not help any. Her hearing was too acute, it seemed. And... well, Jupiter's eyes would not wake up all the way. She no longer could see the very edge of her flower patch.
The very tiny edges of her vision would not un-blur. Rubbing did not help, blinking did not help. The fawn was scared. Something was so wrong, so so wrong. The fawn daintily crept to her hooves, making her way to the Crying Idol. The water's cold mist greeted her harshly, soaking her fur til it clung to her sides.
Jupiter still made her way under the rushing tears. Her hooves dug in to the mud, body trembled beneath the onslaught of water. It soaked and chilled her to the bone, but she would not get out, not until her eyes and body were clean. Her head tilted back, breath held hitched in her throat, an opened her eyes against her instincts. The icy water burned. It stung, and she sharply in-took what she hoped to be air... and coughed, swallowed more, choked.
Her body trembled as she crawled free, hitching and coughing, then collapsed in the poppies and moss next to the rumbling stone statue. She convulsed, vomiting acid and water.
Jupiter still was afraid to open her eyes. She was afraid that the blurriness would still be there. And so the fawn lay on the ground, shivering, with the stone and water roaring in her ears.
(This is a closed RP between Quad's Hex and my Jupiter only. Please respect that.)
