King Of Demons

Greyson Sisters

"What can we do to help?" Anna. Her usually calm, regal voice was bordering on hysterical, filled with concern and stress.

The relief in knowing she and Rie were fully healed, safe from harm would have made Mish smile if it was not such a chore.

She could not almost hear them through the fog in her brain. Wish she could assure everyone around her that she was going to be alright. But she couldn't. It would be a lie.

So weak, hardly able to open her eyes or raise her head to acknowledge them. The life she carried within her was draining her strength. She had been like this since she came to after the plane crash. The lower part of her belly hurt like it was on fire. Day by day, she was losing the battle.

Sicker than she had ever been, she could barely fill her lungs with air. Her breaths were ragged, pushing her chest out, seeking more. Only it was not enough.

Summoning her beloved through their dream world had been part of her childhood whenever she was sick. Last nigh