you are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand
I'M DUMPING YOU, BYE
Fertile
11-21-2021, 04:16 PM
She stared upwards until her eyes dried out and she was forced to blink, excreting tears of pain alongside the ever-present ooze that seemed to pour from every orifice. In all her life, even when Tana had died and the nights had been long and cold before Shaye had invited her back to what would become her home. Shaye's den... Theo thought long and hard, but she couldn't even picture it any more. It was difficult to tell if it was simply the passing of time or the horrible, strange episodes of amnesia that had become more frequent. How had she even gotten to this blasted island? She hated this place. It had felt like a prison after the eruption as they watched smoke billow over the far coast, choking out all life. Smoke and fire and death, smoke and fire and death, and death, and dea- "You should be resting at home." Only the very last of Thalia's voice reached her, uncharacteristically warm. Theo turned to her slowly, bright ooze streaming from both eyes. A trickle came from the corner of her mouth, but her teeth were sick and glowing. "And shouldn't you be at home as well?" she snarled, thick strings of bright saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. To look at her here, on the island's shores - it pierced her heart completely. If she squinted, she could almost see Thalia's younger self - stocky, bright-eyed, so self-assured. They flashed in and out of her line of sight, as if time was simply melting into itself. "Get the fhhffuck," bright drool splattered on the sand as she gritted her teeth against her lips to enunciate the curse with as much venom as she could muster, "out of here. Leave the East coast. I don't need you, I don't want you anym - " And there she was again. Made young. The years stripped away until she was the same age as when they'd met. A wild light passed through Theory's eyes, reflecting madly off of the ooze that streaked down her cheeks. "Thalia? I knew you'd come back. You lost the fight, after all. So you have to come whenever I summon you," her voice was smug and somehow younger. A better version of her youthful self. More confident. "You've got a whole season left of listening to my beck and call! Unless you want a rematch," she teased, eyes still glinting with that faraway gaze. She was in another time. Another place. A different beach. Theory lurched to her paws and stumbled towards Thalia, her gait rambling and unsteady. Any moment she'd fall over again and the tide was coming in fast. It licked at their paws, sparkling with the same glowing aura that had swept through all of Boreas. |
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