Chapter 13
Bad Days
Rain had felt hangovers before—too many times to count. But this was no ordinary "day after." Her head pounded, and the world was spinning as with any drinking binge. But she was not lying on a feathered bed, a cot, or even in a horse stall. Instead, she was floating on a cloud—a beautiful fluffy drifting cloud. And it caused excruciating pain to run the course of her body.
The fog that hung in the warrior's brain kept much of the floating cloud around her a mystery. She knew a few things. She had been in a fight. Unbelievably, it felt like a fight she had lost. She ached in every muscle. Her back stung; one eye would not open. She tasted blood in her mouth. The worst pain came from her right shoulder. It felt like her arm was about to fall off.
Rain concentrated, t
