All Dried Up
Gwendolyn:
I shake in the corner staying on the ground by holding on from levitating by crunching myself between the metal machinery to keep me there. If I could just make myself smaller the pain would stop. I was cut up from the heavy scales hitting me and felt so much blood and insides. I squeeze myself tighter afraid to fall apart. I cant heal, I gave Ethan lifeforce and it didn't make anything better.
Everything the hybrids spinned to me about him being dangerous and how I shouldn't have let him out starts to come back in that moment from my pain wrapped prespection of what they were doing since I let them out.
It WASNT crystals.
It WAS a hostel take over. His parents... of course they want him to be king.
My own Grandfather!?
I'm not strong enough or powerful enough he just wants to get rid of me. The Kingdom wont be safe I cant even protect myself. Mom must feel the same as they do. That's why she didn't come...didn't come ... mom...
I stop shaking too cold now, the voices of them fade away as they went leaving this place.
- to the gate room where she unfornatenly wont be able to hear the crazy skin talk ; ) -







