Six Forty Seven - Venting to the stars

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ALL TO CONDEMN ME,
MY FACE IS STILL PROUD!

The night was a blessing and a curse for the girl. Hardly did she now sleep. Nightmares about stone halls and torn wings and snarling monsters kept her up. But the night was welcoming. It helped. She could tell the moon and stars her issues, cry about the monster she had chained inside. It pained her with sharp stabs of pain in her chest and paws and back and head. It would scream to be let out but she refused.

And now, under the moonless night she cried. It was quiet, no sobs no weakness. it was gentle as the night sky. Under the moonless night she spoke, quiet and fragile. "I feel lonely, it's ugly. I don't have friends. Cire is silent, that thing still screams. People have left and I didn't know them." she sighed.

"I have nightmares about screaming and stone walls and monsters tearing at me. I'm scared to tell anyone because they'll say something and I'll get mean.. I don't want to get mean. Don't want to make a mistake again." another heavy sigh as a thought came to mind. "Aurum is probably still mad and that's okay.. I was stupid and selfish and now I'm scared to go back."

On that beach under a moonless night she watched the waves, wondering if they'd carry her away one day.

PALM GLADES - 6 MONTHS - REBORN WAR GODDESS

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