[Place of Purging]Cure the Sick(Duvalyon)

[Sosicly Magnolia]

15th of Winter, 512AV Sosicly had felt the cough tickling at her throat for days, it was average and happened frequently enough for her not to be bothered by it. And she wasn’t until the cough brought pain and small flecks of blood but still she hesitated, going to the Place of Purging was a pain and she did not know if she had the strength to get there. She might end up just falling off, which Symenestra just didn’t do. With a sigh Sosicly heaved her curtain back, grabbed her knapsack and threw in her book, some ink and a quill and slipped out of her house. She would go to her brothers and see if he could escort her there. Just getting to her brother’s house proved to be a problem, twice she only clung to the silken threads, letting them swing between the houses and giving thanks to any polite help offered as others swung by. By the time she reached her brother’s house she only wanted to sit in one of the baskets and be pulled there. Pride however had her taking chimes to cross each red thread to the Purging, her brothers’ wife following behind until she reached the building and then leaving swiftly to go find her mother or father. The Place of Purging was quiet this day, the head of the Ivy Web gone so none of her web was littering the waiting room for news. Strangely enough just being in the structure made her feel a bit better, it was like a second, especially when she was younger. Sosicly pulled out her book and quill, not surprised when the clerk just gave her a soft motherly look that bordered on pity as she took the information Sosicly wrote. I coughed blood and my chest keeps burning. “For how long?” Her fingers hesitated on the book, A few days. “You should have come in sooner!” Sosicly shrugged lightly and waved her arms in disagreement then patted her chest. Scribbling out a few more words with a rueful look as she was escorted to a room, a light hand giving her extra support and flashed the book at the woman and got comfortable on the bed. The urge to cough still prickled but she forced it down, it hurt more than just breathing. Thank you, Mabda. The young Symenestra received a small pat on the hand and waited for one of the medics.

[Duvalyon Hellebore]

OOC: Apologies, just wanted to make a placeholder before season's end.