𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 escapes your throat , the tone is 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 as all the wind was taken out of your being. such a sensation isn't without its 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 , how many times did you have 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ? venom soaked words throw at you like 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 , expected to do everything perfect , when you were just a 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 . no , if anything , this was 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 in comparison. ‘ 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 . . . 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 , 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘢. ’ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 is hollow & light , like cracking a 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎 . granted , your clothes are singed and evidently bruising and burning forming on your pale skin. shouldn't you be more worried about your well - being , such a thought never once occurred to you , 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐨 ? standing up , as to steady yourself , you can feel a pair of horrified eyes locked on you. fire escaping your breathe , your appearance that of a 𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 . ‘ 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 , 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 . 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 , 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘢 ? ’ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 an invitation , but , the glint in your eyes is unmistakable. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?