Labored as it was, her breathing persisted. Her dark eyes cracked open to gaze at the ceiling, making out shapes and light, though they were slow to make sense at first. Catching movement, her eyes trained on Loki who bore unmistakable features, blurry or no.
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Date: 2019-04-04 05:38 am (UTC)