08-07-2018, 08:28 PM
✯ — honestly, it's just me, brainlessly, so silly, always hoping for good to be
Breathe. Her eye good eye had been shut tightly for a moment now, before the room lit up. A ghost...? Her paws were still shaking. Her lungs still seeming to fail. Her blurry vision could not quite register if the strange figure of a lion was familiar or not. Then fire. Then little specks golden light.
It did nothing for the short-breathed marten. The walls were still crashing down. Trapped. That's what she was. What they all were. Trapped. The reasoning did not bother her quite yet. It was hard to focus. All she could think of was that it was dark, that even if she was not bound this time, she still couldn't make her legs move. There was some solace in the abundance of noise. If it had been even a fraction quieter, she might have withdrawn completely, shell-shocked. Even so... It kept crashing down on her.
No, no, no... 'Stay calm', oh... that was not her own thoughts willing her now. Her breath hitched, gears in her brain taking an extra second to start turning. Shine. She stood up without much thought, stumbling, uncoordinated, unbalanced steps towards the closed door. She did not try to push it, or hit it; no, she just pressed her forehead against the cool metal, trying to catch her breath, trying to be as close as she could to her friend, her soulmate.
Shine... I don't... How was she supposed to chase away this feeling of suffocation? Of drowning in the dark. Of compression. All Lessa could really remember, really think of, was the silence; somehow deafening, entrapping... She was so young then. She had not done anything wrong. And she hadn't liked the dark before then; she never had. You're not alone. You're not alone this time.
She sank against the door. Breathe. Slowly, very slowly, her heart did grow steady. They needed everyone calm. Rational. Their healers especially. She had a job to do. Keep everyone alive until that door opened again. But that was the problem. How long was the door remaining shut? She couldn't keep them alive if they all started to starve. What if they did not have water, either? She could not save them from dehydration.
Memories of a famine flashed through her mind's eye, sinking her heart down all over again. What if there isn't one? …Shine I don't know if I can... She could not fail again. She wasn't sure she could take that. That famine had not lasted forever but... Still, so many had died or gotten so, so terribly close and that was on her no matter what anyone said. She'd been their shaman; their sole healer, responsible for everyone's welfare. That was not the case here, but that did little to chase away the weight crashing down on her shoulders at the thought and memory. She was still a healer here. Still one of the healers in charge of maintaining health.
Her visible eye fixed on the others close to the door, on Inu. "I-It's n-not... Opening..." She murmured, her quiet voice laced with resignation and defeat. She did not necessarily want out, so much as have the freedom to get there, to have more light. Still shaky, the Halo raised her voice a little, "a-are there an... Any oth-other exits?"
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px cornflowerblue; font-size: 12px;"]— lessa ren solo ✯
#psychosocial.It did nothing for the short-breathed marten. The walls were still crashing down. Trapped. That's what she was. What they all were. Trapped. The reasoning did not bother her quite yet. It was hard to focus. All she could think of was that it was dark, that even if she was not bound this time, she still couldn't make her legs move. There was some solace in the abundance of noise. If it had been even a fraction quieter, she might have withdrawn completely, shell-shocked. Even so... It kept crashing down on her.
No, no, no... 'Stay calm', oh... that was not her own thoughts willing her now. Her breath hitched, gears in her brain taking an extra second to start turning. Shine. She stood up without much thought, stumbling, uncoordinated, unbalanced steps towards the closed door. She did not try to push it, or hit it; no, she just pressed her forehead against the cool metal, trying to catch her breath, trying to be as close as she could to her friend, her soulmate.
Shine... I don't... How was she supposed to chase away this feeling of suffocation? Of drowning in the dark. Of compression. All Lessa could really remember, really think of, was the silence; somehow deafening, entrapping... She was so young then. She had not done anything wrong. And she hadn't liked the dark before then; she never had. You're not alone. You're not alone this time.
She sank against the door. Breathe. Slowly, very slowly, her heart did grow steady. They needed everyone calm. Rational. Their healers especially. She had a job to do. Keep everyone alive until that door opened again. But that was the problem. How long was the door remaining shut? She couldn't keep them alive if they all started to starve. What if they did not have water, either? She could not save them from dehydration.
Memories of a famine flashed through her mind's eye, sinking her heart down all over again. What if there isn't one? …Shine I don't know if I can... She could not fail again. She wasn't sure she could take that. That famine had not lasted forever but... Still, so many had died or gotten so, so terribly close and that was on her no matter what anyone said. She'd been their shaman; their sole healer, responsible for everyone's welfare. That was not the case here, but that did little to chase away the weight crashing down on her shoulders at the thought and memory. She was still a healer here. Still one of the healers in charge of maintaining health.
Her visible eye fixed on the others close to the door, on Inu. "I-It's n-not... Opening..." She murmured, her quiet voice laced with resignation and defeat. She did not necessarily want out, so much as have the freedom to get there, to have more light. Still shaky, the Halo raised her voice a little, "a-are there an... Any oth-other exits?"
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px cornflowerblue; font-size: 12px;"]— lessa ren solo ✯
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