01-01-2021, 11:55 PM
MEDUSA, THE FIRESTARTER
Medusa smiled to Rhine, unaware of the change in her left eye. In the sunlight it almost seemed a white iris with a hint of grey by the pupil. As she turned to Hawthorne, she beamed. "It's good to know you're getting used to everyone. I was very fidgety when I first arrived here in the glades. No one had seen an animal like me." She chuckled gently, though her lips twitched at the memory.
Turning her gaze to the ocean, she felt herself stiffen. "Sometimes it's hard to see the ocean with.. non-judgmental eyes.." She shivered involuntarily, remembering her brush with a watery grave. Now the ocean never seemed caring enough for her to go and swim.
Turning her gaze to the ocean, she felt herself stiffen. "Sometimes it's hard to see the ocean with.. non-judgmental eyes.." She shivered involuntarily, remembering her brush with a watery grave. Now the ocean never seemed caring enough for her to go and swim.
I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER BUT I AIN'T FOUND ONE,
I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!
I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!
— Reggan
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗