09-30-2021, 02:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-01-2021, 02:48 PM by Quicksilver. Edited 2 times in total.)
On he carried, incomplete. The druid hated the impossible position he'd found himself in, more and more with each day that passed. There was no way of moving beyond this predicament without harming someone further, he'd come to realise, and so he made a decision.
He hoped to feel a short, sharp pain - better that way, he hoped, than a lifetime of hurt.
Izumi had not come in search of him. She'd reached out to the snowflower by now, he knew, and still they were no closer to a conclusion. He wouldn't blame them if neither wanted to see him again, and perhaps that might be best for all of them. He was done playing guessing games, and eager to be able to breathe again.
The valley that bordered the frozen desert had always served as a happy place for Quicksilver, yet dread settled in the pit of his belly as he began his search for the crane.
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He hoped to feel a short, sharp pain - better that way, he hoped, than a lifetime of hurt.
Izumi had not come in search of him. She'd reached out to the snowflower by now, he knew, and still they were no closer to a conclusion. He wouldn't blame them if neither wanted to see him again, and perhaps that might be best for all of them. He was done playing guessing games, and eager to be able to breathe again.
The valley that bordered the frozen desert had always served as a happy place for Quicksilver, yet dread settled in the pit of his belly as he began his search for the crane.
the staff team luvs u