06-19-2018, 03:10 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
struggling against the waters, something touched gently against her side. something spoke to her. her papa. everything went away.
she woke up quickly, her head jumping upward and eyes flittering open. she gasped for air as she was pulled out of unconsciousness, her cries now clear and confused. her tail flicked back and forth frantically and her fur was bristled. she was clearly still in a state of panic for a few moments. but, she realized something. her papa was right there. right here in front of her. she attempted to steady herself between her cries, slowly aiming to reach for her papa, wanting to hug him. "th-there was a l-la-lady a-and she s-sang so pr-pretty...i f-followed her v-voice but," her voice was soft and shaky as she tried to explain what had happened. "sh-she lead me to a b-beach with bl-black san-sand and mon-monsters. a-and, you were th-there." her breathing slowed a little.
"but, you w-wouldn't wa-wake up. a-and everyth-thing was s-so loud. and i tr-tried to call f-for help, b-but nobody was th-there. and you wouldn't w-wake up." she looked downward as she described this, starting to feel a little embarrassed, even though she was still clearly upset. everything had been so loud. she had been all alone. she didn't want to be alone. "i di-didn't know what to d-do..." her voice trailed off now. she twitched her nose, going quiet for a second. "but it was just a bad dream."
she had no reason to be so worked up over it, she told herself. nobody should worry about it. she lowered her head quietly. "sorry." her voice was very quiet now as she stared downward. she still appeared quite shaky, though, despite her own efforts to calm herself down.
she woke up quickly, her head jumping upward and eyes flittering open. she gasped for air as she was pulled out of unconsciousness, her cries now clear and confused. her tail flicked back and forth frantically and her fur was bristled. she was clearly still in a state of panic for a few moments. but, she realized something. her papa was right there. right here in front of her. she attempted to steady herself between her cries, slowly aiming to reach for her papa, wanting to hug him. "th-there was a l-la-lady a-and she s-sang so pr-pretty...i f-followed her v-voice but," her voice was soft and shaky as she tried to explain what had happened. "sh-she lead me to a b-beach with bl-black san-sand and mon-monsters. a-and, you were th-there." her breathing slowed a little.
"but, you w-wouldn't wa-wake up. a-and everyth-thing was s-so loud. and i tr-tried to call f-for help, b-but nobody was th-there. and you wouldn't w-wake up." she looked downward as she described this, starting to feel a little embarrassed, even though she was still clearly upset. everything had been so loud. she had been all alone. she didn't want to be alone. "i di-didn't know what to d-do..." her voice trailed off now. she twitched her nose, going quiet for a second. "but it was just a bad dream."
she had no reason to be so worked up over it, she told herself. nobody should worry about it. she lowered her head quietly. "sorry." her voice was very quiet now as she stared downward. she still appeared quite shaky, though, despite her own efforts to calm herself down.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.