Zamiel turned back and forth on the ground, groaning in pain. It wasn't stopping. How long would it take until it was over?
Then abruptly he just stopped fighting it. He didn't want to give Razia the satisfaction of seeing him suffer. He just lay there trying to move as little as possible. He told himself it would be over soon.
Razia crouched and then watched him where he lay. There was no emotion in her eyes. Only emptiness.
"Don't hate me, Zamiel. I am just trying to help. You were not doing anything with your life, so I had to do something. You wanted to go into a deep slumber, I'll help you with that. If you just slept here, anyone could come inside and hurt you. So I found the perfect place for you to sleep in and hide. A very comfortable coffin. It won't be cold inside. I made sure it's warm. You can sleep without worrying about anything. I will lock the coffin with a spell so that no one can open it." She explained.
