The following contains adult-themes including child abuse, proceed with caution.
Please do not metagame this information.
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'It hurts...'
Burning just below the rib, it's only bruised but it left an open wound. I can feel it, bleeding- all of them bleeding even now. I put my hands up in surrender. I lost, I pleaded forfeit... 'Why won't he stop?' He took out my feet, giving way to the earthy mat. There I lay mud on my face, rocks pinning back my flesh, what grace of nature was this?
"Ló'inn Ai!"
I always try and blink it all away, the world was shaking. I felt wet... Tears? No it was too wet, I was already next to the stream. The stone's cold pressed up against my hand. I gripped into the ground and pushed myself upward; Yet I found myself knocked away into the gentle creek turned red.
"Ló'inn Ai!"
The blow was sharp on my stomach, I can't breath. I was choking, choking on air? 'Make it stop...' I can hear his foot falls, the world was closing in. His hand runs through my hair, my scalp, he'd of ripped my hair out. Only instead I was dragged in front of his bated breath.
"Du cirés'tar finín... Llan'tar Solilina bessir."
A crack, a stone resounded against the temple. The water stopped trickling through the ground, with fabric slumping with sudden gravitas. There were shrieks of horror, ah- the women scream. My body was warm and filled with laughter, was I finally blessed with freedom? Still it all ached from moments just before, my lungs were finally filled with air once more. I can see the that vibrant light that color to the world; my eyes were open and someone else lay in the red stream. Mother is rushing over, Gwyn...
'I'm sorry...'
. . . . . ╰──╮⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆╭──╯ . . . . .
Please do not metagame this information.
. . . . . ╰──╮⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆╭──╯ . . . . .
'It hurts...'
Burning just below the rib, it's only bruised but it left an open wound. I can feel it, bleeding- all of them bleeding even now. I put my hands up in surrender. I lost, I pleaded forfeit... 'Why won't he stop?' He took out my feet, giving way to the earthy mat. There I lay mud on my face, rocks pinning back my flesh, what grace of nature was this?
"Ló'inn Ai!"
I always try and blink it all away, the world was shaking. I felt wet... Tears? No it was too wet, I was already next to the stream. The stone's cold pressed up against my hand. I gripped into the ground and pushed myself upward; Yet I found myself knocked away into the gentle creek turned red.
"Ló'inn Ai!"
The blow was sharp on my stomach, I can't breath. I was choking, choking on air? 'Make it stop...' I can hear his foot falls, the world was closing in. His hand runs through my hair, my scalp, he'd of ripped my hair out. Only instead I was dragged in front of his bated breath.
"Du cirés'tar finín... Llan'tar Solilina bessir."
A crack, a stone resounded against the temple. The water stopped trickling through the ground, with fabric slumping with sudden gravitas. There were shrieks of horror, ah- the women scream. My body was warm and filled with laughter, was I finally blessed with freedom? Still it all ached from moments just before, my lungs were finally filled with air once more. I can see the that vibrant light that color to the world; my eyes were open and someone else lay in the red stream. Mother is rushing over, Gwyn...
'I'm sorry...'
. . . . . ╰──╮⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆╭──╯ . . . . .