CHAPTER 79 - Friend Rip

Lyra I woke up with a start, pins and needles in my feet and fingers. I had fallen asleep at my desk again, a puddle of drool pooling on the surface of my papers. Scrubbing at my eyes with the heels of my hands I blinked away the sleep that clung to my lashes. A quick glance at the clock told me it was well past midnight. My daily grind of classes, endless schoolwork, and those grueling training sessions with Killian had left me bone-tired. I could hardly keep my eyes propped open any longer. My body ached for the sweet relief of sleep, but my mind was still whirring, refusing to shut down for the night. I let out a low groan, pushing myself up from the chair with a grunt. My muscles protested, sore and aching from the long hours spent hunched over my desk. I stretched, feeling the satisfying pop of my joints as I reached for the sky. I needed to get some sleep, I thought, glancing at the clock. The next trial was fast approaching, and I had to be ready. The thought of it sent a s