Consciousness slowly returned as Briallen clawed her way to the land of the living. She tried to open her eyes but found that all she could see was a sort of fuzzy whiteness. Groaning, she reached up and touched it and momentarily panicked at the feel of a gauze wrap. Her ears picked up the sound of her aunt’s voice soothing her, "Easy, Briallen. You’re going to be fine. The gauze is there to protect your eyes and hold in the medicine."