December 21, 2020, 02:37 PM
for stjor
She traveled and wandered and walked until she couldn't any more. Her love gone, her hopes gone... all that was left was a husk of herself. The woman sucked in breath, coming to the border of this place. Not knowing the name of it, but knowing it was occupied. She would need directions eventually, right?
So she lifted her head and echoed the mournfulness in her chest. It called to anyone that sought the shelter here; come one, come all. See the broken woman. See how she failed in life. Unable to stand any longer, the red coated woman slumped. Her rear hit the ground and she just sat there. Useless. Feeling useless.
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its getting back up that's hard again - by Maeve - December 21, 2020, 02:37 PM
RE: its getting back up that's hard again - by Stjornuati - December 22, 2020, 10:55 PM
RE: its getting back up that's hard again - by Maeve - December 23, 2020, 12:10 PM
RE: its getting back up that's hard again - by Stjornuati - December 27, 2020, 12:23 AM