Afraid -- O; power discovery

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Beneath guise of tenacity slow the encroaching atrophy, the living reduced in miniscule fragments, process obscured by prepared falsehood. Conflicting that which swelled in tightened chest, capacity reached and over pushed, yet too did it felt meagre, the unknown crowding shadowed thoughts peeling back rationality until ze may only entertain the frivolous. Known the sounds accompanying struggle, agonised movement grown heavy, pace reduced even as strain is conducted to quickened that which refuses. Back did vision turn, regarded shadowed figure adorned in velvet, encircling for thought of personal safety seemed impossible.

Don't go. Brief the rise of thought, desire crowding aching skull, a cruel notion normalcy may be found of only ze may lean into them, the world allowed to die if only they were to live. Conclusion both children had come to had alike Bai Shi arrived at, conflicted that worn against familiar visage, burdened with too much the voice that soothed hammering heart. Further within other tread and also did the cry slip past, teeth ground into tongue as they tended Asteri in a moment hers alone.

Downward turning lips, a minute twitch, response unconscious as her confuse arose, comment remarked upon with the worth it deserved. Why was it hir heart squeezed further, restriction shortening hummed breath, within wake of father forth treading the reynard. Unknown this one beyond her name, pleasant had ze the mind to speak aloud such, the fondness Bai Shi shared rankling and yet inciting something. "It is… A unique look." Unaccustomed to sharing any comments meant to incite positivity the strain in hir words was apparent, as was the unease Sloan expressed in a taunt smile, slight as it was, averted eyes though back was it drawn.

With the addressal of her wings unbidden arose question, forward sliding a paw though contact might not be made. "Can you fly?" There was no malice in the query, brief note that exposed in the pale light of pure electricity, the look of each appendage wrong and ragged, thoughts turning to surely needing only medical attention to permit proper mending.

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Roundest moon flutters on the river, night bird song coasting through heat hangs for a moment there cascades slowly down the thick air, landing somewhere by my feet waking up bugs try to repeat, a fine night to feel light

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