a breath of fresh air to calm her aching bones. to slow her beating heart. every second felt like her last, and her last second was going too fast. it had been three weeks since she had been bitten, since she had been infected. her journey to becoming one of them had just begun, but she didn’t want her journey of being her to end. except eyes bloodshot and the occasional blood spit up, clarke had been doing well to hide such a thing - yet stepping down as leader and appointing bellamy caused some questions. running her fingers through unwashed her, she glaces over her shoulder at the figure approaching her, ‘ were you send to fetch me ? ‘ she chuckles softly. she had made it a rule to only spend a maximum of half an hour just outside the gates, to not forget what the outside world looked like, ‘ and before you ask, i’m fine. i’ll tell you what i told everyone else. ‘ / @birdcoded