The meaning of beauty
05-01-2022, 03:07 PM
Psalm headed north from Abaven, there was hardly any reasoning behind her movement. The girl moved simply because he body ached from a lack of movement, hunger clawed at her stomach and some part of her knew she needed to eat, she'd been starving for a few days now but she couldn't bring herself to take resources from the pack itself. She had to hunt for herself, that was all she could do. But the young woman was hardly in good shape as of late, she was wasting away. She only barely got out of the pack lands before the weakness in her limbs forced her to end her journey here. The woman collapsed onto the shore, watching as the lake rippled, fish swimming below its surface. Fishing... It had never been something she'd been good at, and now as her stomach twisted in pain she wished she'd learned it. She wished many things, wished she had chased away her family, for even now as a young adult she figured that was what had truly occured. Psalm groaned and rolled onto her side, the pain in her abdomen lancing through her even as she stared longingly at the solution just out of her reach. "Speech" |
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