The Bracken Woods Can't erase what I wrote in ink

Yup, this is Holly's last post unless y'all wanna try to talk to her or wake her up or something! <3

Holly could tell the den was small, so she had curled herself into the smallest ball she could manage. Determined she wouldn't make the others worry too much, she figured it would just be a headache. If she got dizzy she would simply wander off until she felt better, trying to convince them that she was fine might be difficult but she would do it. Her friends had worried enough, they had suffered because of her and this was when she was determined to end it.

As of now though, she would nap, maybe not even having to pretend when she woke. That's what Holly hoped as she settled comfortably and dozed. Any words spoken had received no reaction from the golden woman, a silent snoozer. Truth was, other than her shoulder, she didn't really believe she had much to worry about either. If Hemlocke decided something needed to be done about her shoulder, she would comply, simple as that. But the rattling of her mind, she assumed, was a torturous side effect of her stupidity. One she would overcome in due time.