I of the storm
05-11-2019, 06:42 PM
The days were long and the nights cold. Her only company was blaise now but even he wasn't so warm. She had been hurting and in truth she'd also tried to hurt herself. She now had rough gashes on her eyes and brow. The memory of her daughter dead had burned into her eyes and she wanted it gone. She wanted to never see any of them dead or angry with her again. She'd never been a great mother but she'd tried to at least be something akin to a good mom. Now she laid in her den with aloud in his nest watching her son across the den with scorn. Alois understood her. But blaise did not. He had stopped her from harming herself more, had even been forcing her to eat more. But she didnt see why, he didn't really care, she could see it in the way he glared at her. Just like his father's eyes too. She remembered them the most. Blaise was going to be just like him. She should end him shouldn't she? Before he hurt some one? Yes that might be best. All of a sudden celestin's voice pulled her from her thoughts. Oh his eyes, they were like torin's eyes. Torin, who forgot about her now. All because that girl was here. She was here first and torin forgot his own sister. She lifted her head and looked towards celestin. Alois was quick to take flight and land on Celestin's shoulder as blaise left. "Come in boy." Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think |
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