She tried again, and this time the moth allowed her to gently tease its wing straight; carefully apply the resin; and fill in the ragged holes that were left. No More Grief slid back to the ground with a relieved sob.
When she hit the water, everything shifted, and she opened her eyes with a start to find a dreary rain falling around her. It was a dream, then...the kind that would hang over her for days. Lovely.
OOC Footnote
Current HP: 6/30
Current Trust: 41
Section notes: progress points: 34