As I Burn Another Page

*Aranea* · 04-01-2018, 07:46 PM

Aranea would continue to lay limply on the cold floor of the den as if Nuada wasn't there with her, as if no one was there with her. Her eyes remained forward on the den wall, almost lifeless. If she weren't breathing, anyone could have walked in and thought she were dead and may have tried to rip her child off of her. But there was no one there to take her, and no one there to think she were dead.

Anything she once was: the happy, cheery, young girl, the girl who struggled with her feelings, a woman being pushed into maturity to take care of her children, it was gone. Not even Ty himself could bring her back. A slow hatred brewing deep inside her heart, he could never come back as anything to her. He ruined her.

Her body would finally frailly stand up, knocking her daughter to floor with not even an eye toward her, only to lay back down curled into herself, an endless supply of tears continuing to fall to the floor of the den.

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