Firefly Glen four
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Ooc — thalia
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breath comes fast, ragged. 

she doesn't care doesn't care doesn'tcaredoesn'tcare

she's never cared. her's was whispered words and warmth and the smell of milk, and that was all she offered. there was no love. there couldn't be. you didn't abandon someone if you loved them, right? gasp as she stumbles, rights herself. she needs to get away, away from the mountain. she stumbles blindly through the glen as shadows lengthen, something circles on dark-painted wings above. 

if you were better, she'd care. what have you done? you're worthless.