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Nightmares . Possibly the only thing that kept Taliyah up at night . . . Quite literally . They were so vivid , so horrifying , that the young Shuriman refused to sleep in the same room as others . Yet , the one night she's forced to during travel of course has to have one of her worst .
Her fear was predictable . The water . After her first encounter with Noxians , Taliyah had developed aquaphobia . Being near large bodies of water gave her a chill . Her memories would swarm back , filling her head with dread . Her near death encounter . . . One she lives through over and over again in her nightmares .
It was dark and cold . A storm was brewing and screams was all that could be heard . Arguments . ' We can't just kill her ! Imagine the power , captain . The money something like that could give us . ' ' If yer jus' gonna defend a whore like her , you outta get out with 'er ! ' Then , the hands . What felt like five pairs grabbed her by the dress Taliyah wore . Each time she went through this , the voices were different . The lines always spat the same words , and no matter what , she ended up thrashing in the water . Losing her breath until she woke up in a coughing fit , cold sweat covering her brow .
However , things had gone a bit different this time around .
Taliyah was fighting against the hands that held her , making her thrash in bed . She thought she knew how this was going to end . Though , unlike the other times , one had began to say her name . Deep and familiar . The freckled woman turned her head , vision blurred with tears , though a singular thing was as clear as day . A crow , sitting on the fore boom . A stronger grip tightened around her right arm , forcing her to yelp in pain . That had brought her back.
It took a moment to realize what had happened . That Taliyah was safe(ish) in a warm bed . A warm bed with a tired looking Swain holding her arm . " E-Erm . . . G-Good morning . . . ? " She said nervously .