. "< Destination Stories Mira T'Gosa walked down the long hall, carrying a bucket of cold water with a white cloth hanging on the side of it. She entered a room and the door sign pronouned \"Sal Polaris.\" She sat at the room bed with someone sleeping in it. Mira watered the white cloth and rinsed it. She moved over to the person sleeping in bed, and removed the covers of the persons face. The persons face was pale and the veins could be seen. Mira looked frightened by the appearance of the face, nearly mistaking the skin as a dead person. She wiped the forehead with the cold water. Giving herself a sad expression of worry. The face twiched and moved, very fast."@en . . "< Destination Stories Mira T'Gosa walked down the long hall, carrying a bucket of cold water with a white cloth hanging on the side of it. She entered a room and the door sign pronouned \"Sal Polaris.\" She sat at the room bed with someone sleeping in it. Mira watered the white cloth and rinsed it. She moved over to the person sleeping in bed, and removed the covers of the persons face. The persons face was pale and the veins could be seen. Mira looked frightened by the appearance of the face, nearly mistaking the skin as a dead person."@en . "Is He Sick?"@en .