10-31-2020, 05:35 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Thaw. A small rise in the general temperature. It was enough for Medusa to move. She had begun to clear out the snow from the path, thinking. Starclan: the group of divine spirits of Palmclan. Dead ancestors. They were looked to for guidance, for hope. But where were they now? Lives were at risk - hardly any food within the forest. The ocean was definitely freezing now; any cat unfortunate to fall into it would get hypothermia. How were the cats doing? How was Rhine? Vaas? Quasar? Everyone seemed distant now. Physically and emotionally.
Tired, the hybrid climbed her way to the top of the house, facing the sun, the sky, where stars were outshone. Anger boiled inside her, anger at the stars. "Where are you? Are you not supposed to guide them? Guide me? Are you not supposed to help?" Her voice became louder and louder until it was a ripping scream. "WHERE ARE YOU, STARCLAN. PALMCLAN NEEDS YOU. ARE YOU HIDING? WHY? DO YOU DARE TURN YOUR BACKS ON THE ONLY GROUP ON THIS ISLAND WHO BELIEVES AND TRUSTS IN YOU? THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG!"
She slumped a bit, but rose her head again to meet the sun. "IF THAT IS THE CASE, I HAVE ONLY ONE THING TO SAY! I SAY FUCK YOUR 'GUIDANCE', WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT IS. YOU'RE A BUNCH OF DEAD, MAD CATS WHO DARE SUADE PALMCLAN BASED ON YOU! YOU! YOU AND YOUR FLAWED EXISTANCE! YOUR FLAWED FUCKING DESIGN! YOU HOLD NO POWER OVER THIS FUCKING WORLD IF YOU CANNOT HELP THE CLAN THAT HAS PUT IT'S FUCKING FAITH ON YOU. In you- WHATEVER. THINK WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT. YOU CAN'T DO ANY-FUCKING-THING TO STOP ME." She heaved heavy breaths, letting out one last wordless scream into the forest.
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Tired, the hybrid climbed her way to the top of the house, facing the sun, the sky, where stars were outshone. Anger boiled inside her, anger at the stars. "Where are you? Are you not supposed to guide them? Guide me? Are you not supposed to help?" Her voice became louder and louder until it was a ripping scream. "WHERE ARE YOU, STARCLAN. PALMCLAN NEEDS YOU. ARE YOU HIDING? WHY? DO YOU DARE TURN YOUR BACKS ON THE ONLY GROUP ON THIS ISLAND WHO BELIEVES AND TRUSTS IN YOU? THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG!"
She slumped a bit, but rose her head again to meet the sun. "IF THAT IS THE CASE, I HAVE ONLY ONE THING TO SAY! I SAY FUCK YOUR 'GUIDANCE', WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT IS. YOU'RE A BUNCH OF DEAD, MAD CATS WHO DARE SUADE PALMCLAN BASED ON YOU! YOU! YOU AND YOUR FLAWED EXISTANCE! YOUR FLAWED FUCKING DESIGN! YOU HOLD NO POWER OVER THIS FUCKING WORLD IF YOU CANNOT HELP THE CLAN THAT HAS PUT IT'S FUCKING FAITH ON YOU. In you- WHATEVER. THINK WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT. YOU CAN'T DO ANY-FUCKING-THING TO STOP ME." She heaved heavy breaths, letting out one last wordless scream into the forest.
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" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗