fuck. just tried to start a small fire without any runes and i couldn’t fucking do it. the wizard academy would revoke my tome if they found out i was this inept. fuck fuck fuck fuck
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fuck. just tried to start a small fire without any runes and i couldn’t fucking do it. the wizard academy would revoke my tome if they found out i was this inept. fuck fuck fuck fuck
Bonus Challenge Loony Two Writing Challenge
Song: Savages Artist: Marina (and the Diamonds)
Chorus:
Underneath it all, we're just savages Hidden behind shirts, ties and marriages How could we expect anything at all We're just animals, still learning how to crawl Underneath it all, we're just savages Hidden behind shirts, ties and marriages Truth is in us all, cradle to the grave We're just animals still learning how to crawl
Chosen Verse:
We live, we die We steal, we kill, we lie Just like animals But with far less grace We laugh, we cry Like babies in the night Forever running wild In the human race
Griffin sat in shock he was still shaking and he couldn’t steady his hands even clenching them together. He can’t seem to focus. He’d been walking home when someone had grabbed him, the last thing he remembered was a searing pain in his side and hearing his mother calling for him sounding confused.
He’d blacked out but only for a short bit when his mother had screamed he’d snapped back and had run out of the alley adrenaline keeping him on his feet though his side is excruciating pain. He’d rushed towards the street turning only to freeze his mother was on the ground blood on her dress and Griffin feels white hot rage flood him and he barreled into the man holding her purse wrestling him down and he manages to somehow get the knife out of the man’s hand he slams his head as hard as he can into the pavement before rolling away and crawling to his mother.
She’d been stabbed several times in the chest and abdomen. Griffin had searched her bag and his own pockets for a phone he called for help and was to wrecked to give more then their location, the Saint’s Bridge and that he’d subdued their attacker but his mother was bleeding badly and needed urgent help.
“Hey kid, there’s a man that says he is a family friend, says his name’s Oberon.” An officer says and Griffin looks up feeling the shakes still he nods silent he’d given his account and hadn’t said a word since. He can’t get his mind to wrap around what had happened. His mother was defenseless they could have just as easily just brandished the knife... She’d have given the man what he wanted he was meant to protect her. He stands side protesting and he paused sitting back down hard as his arm curls over the side wincing as he closes his eyes.
“Hey kid says he knows him you can send him in.” The officer calls and he moves in closer and Griffin glowers at the man as he crouches down and goes to take a look at the wound. Griffin would prefer a doctor looking it over but they’d treated it and brought him for questioning as Griffin had bluffed being shaken but okay enough to handle the questions. The man frowns and Oberon steps in looking worried only to look at Griffin and purse his lips.
“You alright Griffin?” He asks and Griffin shakes his head closing his eyes as the tears start leaking again.
“I was supposed to be there to deter these kinds of things.” Griffin spits shaking from more than just grief. Oberon shakes his head.
“Whoa there pretty bird, it’s not you’re fault that some people just can’t be decent. There’s animals out there that won’t behave like we think they should.” Oberon says moving in to look at the bandage next to the officer who cringed and stands.
“I suggest getting him to a doctor as that bandage is starting to stain and that can’t be good. He insisted he was okay but I’m thinking that stab wound’s deeper than he let on.” He says before heading out Oberon gives Griffin a flat look and picks him up bridal style Griffin grumbling but staying quite blushing as he stares hard at the albino’s chest as he caries him out to his car. Griffin tries to stay awake but on the drive he drifts off to seeing street and sign lights.
He wakes up in a hospital bed feeling groggy but not enough so to not be immediately displeased by where he’s at. Oberon would suffer for this. Speaking of he walks in behind his father who looks worried at him and like he ran out of where ever he had been his hair was disheveled and his suit was far from it’s typical neat and tidy appearance.
“Griffin, thank god you’re okay...” He says moving closer and taking his hand Griffin swallows his throat feeling tight as he tries to work the words past his lips.
“What about Mom..?” He asks and both men look ashen as they look down.
“The doctors are trying everything they can, she lost a lot of blood, they’re not sure she’ll make it.” Oberon says and Griffin nods looking down he just sighs. Of course. Of course she has to be hurt like this. He couldn’t have been the one to get gutted? Why did it have to be his mother? He just stares at the wall. He was always trying to keep his mother safe, he grew up hearing he should, the city could be dangerous and it was his job to keep her safe.
Griffin was kept in the hospital for a few days as the doctors monitored him due to blood loss and the deep wound. Then Oberon is taking him home they pass a cathedral and Griffin asks if they could go in. It’s the church his parents had been married in. He sits in a pew and thinks, he wasn’t religious he did however enjoy being in this church as it was a peaceful place. He’d be in the courtyard garden but it was closed as it was too late. Griffin just took a deep breath and stared at the stain glass window.
“Have you come to pray for forgiveness, child?” A man asks and Oberon hides an internal wince. Griffin was well known for finding the thought that he should apologize for even existing as ludicrous. Griffin stood and looked at the priest.
“I was actually getting ready to leave. I come to reflect on life in this peaceful place. I’m not afraid of God, I am afraid of Man.” Griffin bitterly retorts as he turns and leaves. Oberon following pursing his lips at the shocked affronted look on the old man’s face.
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