Bow at my feet (EVENT THREAD)
10-03-2014, 10:20 AM
He rested, head dipping so that his nose pressed into the mud. The boy's eyes closed, blocking out the lightning laced world. He was so tired. All he wanted to do was sleep. It would be so easy just to sink completely into the mud and let the world of dreams claim him. Fatigue kept him from trying to stand again; no strength remained in his once strong limbs. A ringing settled in his ears, deadening the sounds around him. The voice over him registered, but it sounded distant and muffled. Valentine raised his head to stare blankly at his mother, his eyes settling on her lips as he tried to make sense of what she was saying. The boy's brow furrowed with his efforts. He was so tired. Sense began to return to him, bits and pieces of reason trickling in. With it came pain, pain that spiked in time with his pulse and forced the breath from his lungs. Everything hurt. Every inch of him ached as if he'd been repeatedly dashed against the ground. In reality, what he was feeling was the effects of every muscle tensing at once. "M-mom!" He groaned, fighting overwhelmed tears as he desperately tried to make sense of it all. "It hurts!" Pleading with whoever would listen, he spit the next words through clenched teeth. "Make it stop!" "Speaking" Thinking |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.