At first, Elara felt nothing but the dull echo of her headache. But then, after ten seconds, a strange sensation bloomed behind her eyes—a deep, satisfying pull , like releasing a suction cup. She felt a tiny pop in her left ear.
Elara woke up to the feeling of a tiny, angry dwarf hammering the inside of her forehead. It was the fourth day of "The Plague," as she called her seasonal allergies. Her nose was a stopped-up faucet, her teeth ached, and her voice had dropped to a baritone groan.
“This one is my favorite,” Leo said. “Take your thumbs, place them at the top of your nose, right between your eyes. Now, with firm pressure, slowly drag them down along the sides of your nose, all the way to the nostrils.” massages to clear sinuses
Leo’s fingertips found the points just above the bridge of her nose, right where her eyebrows began. “This is where the pressure lives,” he said. He pressed gently but firmly, making small, slow circles.
Leo grinned. “It’s a used copy of a romance novel. And yes, you can smell it because you just unclogged your face.” At first, Elara felt nothing but the dull
Too exhausted to argue, Elara flopped onto the couch.
Leo put his book down. He was a lanky yoga enthusiast who believed the cure for everything from heartbreak to hiccups was touch. “Lie down. Trust me. It’s not magic, it’s just drainage.” Elara woke up to the feeling of a
Circle, press, scoop.