So the good news is, you're not dying, bad news is...
You're not feeling so well...
Bellamy
Master Fighter (290)
Master Intellectual (254)
Berserker
age
10 Years
10 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
38
38
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
12-15-2024, 12:35 PM
Bellamy returned to the ship after some time. But she hadn’t gone into the ship itself. Instead the old woman lay out in the snow, ears pinned back as she did her best to take deep breaths in and out. It hurts… Divinties above it hurt and with the other things plaguing her Bellamy felt like shit. Her head spun and throbbed, feverish, and her vision had begun growing blurry. Her mouth felt dry and it felt like she wasn’t getting enough… something in her diet. She’d begun to chew on stones as if that would help. She had to be losing it, probably dying, right? Bellamy let out a huff. Dying out in the middle of nowhere… with any luck Acere wouldn’t find her before she passed. The last thing she wanted was to try and go back to Ethne, or whatever remained of the pack. This had to be the justice she deserved after everything. A life of blood and fuck ups… Bellamy closed her eyes, letting her chest rise and fall as her mind still fought against the pain she was dealing with. |