"You need to see a doctor Luna." Iris whispers to me, but I shake my head.
She expressed her concerns for me regarding the fact that I've been coughing up blood as of recent. A result of which neither I nor Iris knows.
"You can't keep going on like this." Iris says, but I ignore her.
I force myself to keep moving, I force myself through the pain.
My body needs for be ready, I have only six days to be ready.
Unfortunately, I haven't made great progress. It seems each time I take a step forward, I take two backwards.
Crumbling to the ground, I slam my hand on the floor, causing a small crack to appear where my first fell.
Iris rushes to my side, but I push her away.
The pain only seems to be getting worse, and I seem to be getting weaker. And I don't know why.
Is it because I keep exerting myself? Is it because I've managed to wound my insides somehow? I don't know. And I can't find out.
