Not looking your best
11-21-2021, 09:09 AM
How long had she been here? It seemed as though Kotori had just left, but here was his voice again, asking if she was here. Ikigai tried to lift her head, but was unable to do so. The princess's pale body was fused to the ground, the crystals that grew off of her melded with those that grew along the edge of the stream where she lay. The liquid that poured from her nose and mouth had produced small rivers and from these rivers grew crystals. The Ashen royalty looked like some morbid piece of art, all sparkles, magenta liquid and pallid frame. The young fae's metallic silver eye opened and rolled, trying to see the horned Fatalis wolf as he came near. "Kotori," she spoke softly, still able to speak, but able to do little else. She was still so tired and in so much pain, all that she could manage was a whisper. "Am I going to die?" Dying may have been a blessing at this point. Ikigai was a mess. One or two more days like this and the crystals might very well win. | "Tanuki" | "Ikigai" | "Willa" |
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