very, very frightening
10-31-2021, 02:51 PM
They whispered to her, sharp little voices scurrying about her brain. This is your fault! they hissed, like poison through her thoughts. You didn’t believe! the accusation filled her with dread, with fear, and horror. You brought this curse upon them all! She woke suddenly, gasping and panting in her little den. With a shaking paw she wiped the sleep from her eyes, and found them wet. She wiped again, and again. The feeling of liquid, and ooze, persisted. She shuddered, and pulled herself to her paws. It was dark, so dark? Where was the light? She whimpered at the darkness, at the voices she could almost see, hovering in the corners. You did this! a voice screamed, right beside the poor healer girl. She shrieked, and ran from her den, and into the perpetual night. She could not remember the last time she had been so frightened. All knowledge of healing, of calm, and duty fled her thoughts. She needed only to flee the voices that haunted her. She ran until she caught the scent of Dante on the wind, and her motherly instincts finally over powered the fear crawling through her veins. She must find Dante! Protect her from what Riva had done! So she raced along the trail towards the Deluge, shivering and whimpering at the darkness all around her. It was not however her daughter that she stumbled upon, it was the towering, protective form of her husband. “Py!” she cried, her voice so rich with fear that surely he would not even recognise it as she pressed herself against her coat, shuddering. Her tiny form borrowing beneath him as much as she could get herself. |
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