winter regrets being stubborn, ep. 16 | @herguidance
“you know, perhaps those crutches were not such an insult after all.”
with an arm wrapped across her torso, winter’s pace had already slowed considerably from when they set out from base camp along the deserted street of a newly-reformed shopping district. that’s not to say her composure was anything less than steel, but fooling glynda was not an endeavour she had the energy for. not with several broken ribs and internal bruising her aura hadn’t yet had the time to clear up.
winter’s free hand rose, even now preemptively refusing any help that glynda might offer. her eyes scanned the storefronts, searching.
“is your coffee shop much farther?”












