Stone Circle time doesn’t care about anyone or anything, oh

if you dont mind short thread, this could be fade. also very open to continuing. up to you

had she cried like this before? she couldn't remember. why couldn't she remember? it doesn't matter.

all that matters is...this. herself. the relief and the sudden sapped energy. it felt good. it felt as thought her body finally felt the exhaustion that had run rampant through her young life.

she is slipping into a half-asleep state of ragged breaths before she knows it. protected by dahlia. healed by dahlia. fixed by dahlia. something was bound to give sooner or later.

was that what this was? or had this only been the start of something?