All these questions scatter my brain. I didn't even notice my mother hovering over me a sad smile. She saw me shivering with anxiety. Barely breathing, hands shaking, quivering non-stop and my thought racing. My mother holds me close and says; "Ye be fine; breathe slowly. Trust thou mother."

"I... No, I'll never be fine. Lilith's—" I say as tears start to fall again. My mother...why is she here? I think. Cowering over me again, she tries to pull me up to stand, but I don't budge.

"No. Let me stay here for a while longer, mother." I tell her. She stops pulling me up. Of course, she  crouches down to sit beside me.