@scienceismagicrps ❤‘ed for a starter
she was so grateful that the lady she had reached out for, was kind, because as soon as she had moved to help her, she felt tears begin to stream once more. she hated the life that she had in camelot, and apparently even now, she was hated, hated for being fae, for being different. for being a witch. at the other’s words, she looked up at her, moving slightly so she was able to stand, but she failed, and before she knew it the other’s hands were upon her cheeks, so she made good with staying where she was for now. “morgana...i just...people are so cruel...” her voice was barely a whisper, as she moved to pull her sleeves over her red raw wrists.













