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Seeking the warm honey of sleep, she could not lie down. Mud beneath her toes sent crawling sensations up her legs. Sinking feet deeper into earth, she vibrated, pulsed, fought to remain erect while melting under the pressure of wind she could not see. Eyes shut, arms crossed over humming chest she pressed out the noisy world. Senses minimized she remembered a prayer to Artemis, stilled the wild beasts within.
Hands massaged scalp, digging deeper, finding center, the buzz of life, harmony. Shaking, throbbing, pulsing, piercing, the winds whipped thoughts into dust until only pure sound remained. One by one they fell, louder, softer, softer, silence. A great emptiness wrapped her skull and she exhaled, began walking, released to lie in the sweet nectar of sleep.