Blackfeather Woods Send shivers down my spine

She clamped her maw shut tightly until the pain in her jaw became something to cling to. Nemesis was giving her headache more than anything; Astrid views were outdated and surreal, but it was the only thing that has kept her alive in the cold months of winter. Changing her mind now was no option; so, while she had claimed the new face to be ignorant, she as well was guilty of the crime. Childish hopes and dreams - they were all I had and I acted accordingly. She tried to explain, desperately wanting the lecture to stop before one of them would snap or say things they would regret. Yet, the scars lay too deep in Astrid's mind; her own illusions and loneliness shushing her into a coma-like state.

Her brow furrowed in confusion but her gaze had been averted all this time; she was still quick to correct herself. Precisely. She nodded to the nothingness in front of her. She knew she'd soon grow bored once those fantasies became reality, but it was a good goal to work to for now. And then I will find a better way from there. She added softly.