Fear has a stranglehold on her—coughs escape her lips in repetition. A choked sob follows moments later. It’s been days—too many to count—since the large explosion nearby left the skies a permanent, stormy grey.
Ever since the siblings felt the tremors, they have been on the run, but Demeter fears she has nowhere left to go. Before her are towering mountains that quake, rocks crashing to earth whenever the shakes grow too strong. Demeter halts in the Plains, out of breath, panting and trying to breathe and getting mouthfuls of foul ash.
Ever since the siblings felt the tremors, they have been on the run, but Demeter fears she has nowhere left to go. Before her are towering mountains that quake, rocks crashing to earth whenever the shakes grow too strong. Demeter halts in the Plains, out of breath, panting and trying to breathe and getting mouthfuls of foul ash.
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a cry for help - by Demeter - October 11, 2019, 09:35 AM
RE: a cry for help - by Memnoch - October 11, 2019, 09:43 AM