It was like a fire in her bones. She could feel her blood boiling and every part of her as they cried out for fresh air. The feeling was not strange, however odd it may be. This was not the first time she had been in such a situation. The training of the Founders usually constrains one in a region that lacks air supply. She had learned how to stay true and how to overcome every challenge. But this one?
Kira pulled down the shawl. There was no one near to see her pinkish skin, which was a blessing because she was barely getting on with the thick shawl Jima had given her. There was fluid all over her body too. She just could not tell what was going on. Was the hot sun trying to cook her?
"You are awake." Jima smiled as she walked into the small tent.
"Was I sleeping before?" Kira asked.
"Hmm" Jima muttered without looking in Kira's direction.
