prosperixot
The gem seemed to be silent; knees tucked closely to her chest. A prisoner; she was a prisoner again. But seemingly the single thought being able to go HOME made it seem not as bad. Still, the chamber induced unpleasant memories and feelings and--
The sound of someone approaching caused Lapis to look up; tears stained across her cheeks, even more threatening to fall. She reached out, hand pressing against the barrier. The gem reeled back, cringing; pulling her hand to her chest.
‘ pl-please let me out... ’ ( a whisper; did she honestly believe someone would help ? )












