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Demons Collide



Roman


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06-18-2014, 11:38 PM
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She doesn't mean to be so difficult, so crude. As Gossamir pushes into her den and breaks into a raving rant, Roman mimics her, her jaws issuing no words as she mouths her speech. Her reaction is so childish, so bratty, she starts to giggle before swatting her own paw at her own face. Qanik's there suddenly, and Roman backs even further against the hollowed out ground of her den. Their words are garbled now, they don't make sense, and take on a darker tone in her mind. They're the demons coming to take her way- piece by piece- starting with her sanity. If she were rational, she'd realize they were trying to help her- but in her irrational state, she feels trapped, cornered. Letting out a whine, she curls tighter into herself, trying to put as much distance between them and her, as she can. She can see the demons in the shadows now, their red eyes gleaming as their claws extend for her. She snaps into the air, trying to scare them away- but she is weak.. so weak. "NO!" She screams, her voice harsh, strangled- the cry that of desperation. She doesn't want them to take her. To end her. "don't make me go." She whispers, her violet eyes large and fearful as she stares into the darkness- she doesn't see Qanik or Gossamir anymore- she can smell them, but even their scents are growing distorted as the demons move in.





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