She just lays there silently.

She stepped back and looked at Puck.

"Summer fey are such fragile creatures, arent they?" murmured a voice one night, as she drifted in and out of stupor. "One tiny nibble of spill-your-guts sends them into a coma. Pathetic." It snorted. "Makes you wonder what Mab will do to her, once she wakes up."

"Well, she certainly picked an inconvenient time to go all Sleeping Beauty," added another voice, "what with the Exchange coming up and all." It snorted. "If she does wake up, Mab might kill her for the annoyance. Either way, itll be entertaining." The sound of their laughter faded away.




"What are you waiting for?"

If she was more awake, she would've found that annoying. But she doesn't. Because she's mostly unconscious.

An eternity passed with few distractions. Voices slipping by her, unimportant. Tiaothin repeatedly poking her in the ribs, her sharp claws drawing blood, but the pain belonged to someone else. "They have forgotten you," murmured a voice in the darkness. A deep, familiar voice. Machina. Isiea could see him, his cables folded behind him. He was watching her with a small smile on his lips. His silver hair glowed in the blackness. Wasn't he supposed to be dead...?

" Nothing. " She turned back to the trod and went through.

Puck was right behind her.

She doesn't really care. She just ignores him, like she's ignoring everyone else.

Another eternity passed, or perhaps only a few seconds, when through the confusion and darkness, she felt a presence near the bed. Maybe Tiaothin, come to bother her again.

"Isiea," whispered a voice, heart-wrenchingly familiar, drawing her out of the void. She recognized it immediately, just as she realized it was a figment of her imagination, because the real owner of that voice would never be here, talking to her. Ash? "Wake up," he murmured, his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. "Dont do this. If you dont come out of this soon, youll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us."

The light kinda hurts her eyes, but whatever.