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The Shrieking Got Louder, But Zinnia Didn't Dare Look Back. The Fear Had Already Begun To Gnaw At Her

The Shrieking Got Louder, But Zinnia Didn't Dare Look Back. The Fear Had Already Begun To Gnaw At Her
The Shrieking Got Louder, But Zinnia Didn't Dare Look Back. The Fear Had Already Begun To Gnaw At Her

“The shrieking got louder, but Zinnia didn't dare look back. The fear had already begun to gnaw at her stomach, and it was hungry. The people dying back there, she had known them and grown up around them, and then they were dead, gone, non-existent, nothing but cold lumps of flesh. But warriors were trained to fight and carry on in the worst of circumstances.”

Resurgence edits: 7 / 24 - Zinnia Nyxin

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Resurgence edits: 4/24 - Astrid Yvaine


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9 years ago

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Nobody Dared To Talk And Break The Grieving Silence. The Only Noise Was That Of The Mockingly Calm Waves
Nobody Dared To Talk And Break The Grieving Silence. The Only Noise Was That Of The Mockingly Calm Waves

“Nobody dared to talk and break the grieving silence. The only noise was that of the mockingly calm waves lapping against the boat that rocked gently on the ocean. They moved at a painfully slow speed as the sky began to darken to a cloudier blue than before. Glacia Neve could even make out her face in the water, but it looked different to how it had before. Originally, there was no trail of crusty dried blood from where she had been caught by a Fae's knife and her ponytail had been destroyed by the exodus, but she didn't look nearly as bad as the girl who had an arrow sticking out of her, or the girl with her arm burned from her first boat exploding. Compared to them, she had come away from the event relevantly unscathed.”

Resurgence edits: 8/24 - Glacia Neve


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