THE DEVIL’S RIGHT BESIDE YOU // private, Cry

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

Cry had a good point; why would she be here if she didn’t have a reason to be? Atbash frowned at the question, her short tail flicking. ”It feels like a fever dream,” She responded absentmindedly. The whole situation with her brothers seemed like a fever dream, but yet it was real. It was terrifyingly real. ”What happened to your home?” Now that was a prying question, she knew, but Cry seemed to be comfortable talking with her.

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