the air is thick; heavy.
she feels like she can barely breathe.
her lungs burn from an invisible fire, inflamed with pain and terror.
mind addled with confusion, she wonders if this is truly reality.
or if it's her imagination playing tricks on her, 
suffocating her with emotions that she can barely begin to name.

the only thing she can focus on, that can relieve the pain she feels is the pleasant sound of song. 
which intoxicates her like a drug. 
she wonders if this feeling is that of addiction.
or if it's a sudden madness brought on by a manic joy.
she can't think long, because as the song comes to a close,
it's like nothing seems to make sense anymore.

unless you're gripped by magic,
that is.