01-07-2020, 04:40 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"] [[ long story short, I've been MIA because of work & I've been busy looking for a service dog, but I'm hoping to have my schedule better soon and we've found a dog, so Moth and I are back! I've also been watching a lot of Disney since my mom got Disney+ so expect lots of Disney song titles from me ]]
She had lost track of time, and it all ran together.
Moth wasn't sure as to what she was doing by the time the month of her absence was over. She had remembered dreams and bad feelings coming her way, thoughts of her old family and home before they all got sick and died, thing she hadn't thought about for a long time. Something had told her she needed to do research into what they had, do research in case in came back in full swing and hit Tanglewood, but it had happened so long ago and she had been on her own for such a long time since all of that had happened, she couldn't remember it. It didn't help that it was something that was traumatic for her, and something that she didn't exactly want to remember, but it had all come back to her in waves.
She had thought about asking Selby for help, asking for what this could possibly be and what it could possibly mean, but instead she had accidentally locked herself away in her own little house, losing track of time and forgetting which day it was. A day turned into a week and a week into a month of Moth simply sitting and reading, remembering and crying, and eating junk she had lying around. When she had finally come out of her trance of it all, she came out exhausted, wanting nothing but to have a good meal and to sleep, but she didn't know where to start, and didn't know why she felt this way. She had only been gone for a few days, right?
She didn't even know it was a new year.
She had lost track of time, and it all ran together.
Moth wasn't sure as to what she was doing by the time the month of her absence was over. She had remembered dreams and bad feelings coming her way, thoughts of her old family and home before they all got sick and died, thing she hadn't thought about for a long time. Something had told her she needed to do research into what they had, do research in case in came back in full swing and hit Tanglewood, but it had happened so long ago and she had been on her own for such a long time since all of that had happened, she couldn't remember it. It didn't help that it was something that was traumatic for her, and something that she didn't exactly want to remember, but it had all come back to her in waves.
She had thought about asking Selby for help, asking for what this could possibly be and what it could possibly mean, but instead she had accidentally locked herself away in her own little house, losing track of time and forgetting which day it was. A day turned into a week and a week into a month of Moth simply sitting and reading, remembering and crying, and eating junk she had lying around. When she had finally come out of her trance of it all, she came out exhausted, wanting nothing but to have a good meal and to sleep, but she didn't know where to start, and didn't know why she felt this way. She had only been gone for a few days, right?
She didn't even know it was a new year.