Send me Away - nightmare - to find them a fortune

[Ares]

For the Record, this is self-destructive
For the record, I'm aware of that.

The night was cool - not chilly, thankfully - as Ares slept in the Medici den. Curled up with the scent of herbs all around her helped sooth her... most of the time. Soon she began to twitch, pulling herself closer. Her face distorted into that of fear, of confusion.

I paced around, for hours on empty,
I jumped at the slightest of sounds.
I couldn't stand the person inside me,
I turned all the mirrors around.

Tanglewood's swamp was... an unwelcome sight. Even worse when it was smoldering, burnt, blazed. Deathly silent, the girl got closer, paws becoming darker with ash. Scaled. Wings flared. Distorted snarl. She watched as tanglers fled, some fought and fell. Lioness stood firm, small grey kitten standing beside. Fire welled around them. Still they stood, both pleading. [color=red]THEY ARE NOTHING, ARES. No, they were - are - will be, everything. Will always be everything. Nothing could compare. Nothing. Still, she watched as the feathered beast leapt, fire erupting from it's toothed jaws.

She gasped, jolting awake with pain roaring up her legs and back, head pounding, someone in the doorway. Someone in the doorway? She looked at the entrance. Sleek feline, winged, horned, thagomizer tail. Glowing red eyes. Ares blinked and they were gone. "Wha- augh!" She hissed, trying to stand on her legs but buckling under the pain. Hot white pain. Like fire did it rage in her.

— Reggan