Literature
A Merlin fanfic?
She laid in a open area apart from the forest with a few trees and small blue flowers gasping for air for what seemed like hours. She tried to lift her head to at least look at the wound... But every time she did, the pain was so great she thought she might pass out. All she knew was that the wound was on her upper abdomen. The grass smelled sweet, and it was soft beneath her fingers, maybe if she could just focus on that...but there was something else...the grass...it was...moist? No, soaked...and ...warm...with some effort she pulled up her hand to confirm her fears. It was not dew, not rainwater, not mud. She was laying in a pool...a pool