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Fritters was in her worst state it seemed, nothing about her was the same due to her Darkened days of brain melting loneliness and peril. She was black from head to toe, inside and out, spitting out harshly offensive words through her foaming mouth, having a body twisted from her jealousy and evil thoughts. It seemed hopeless to save something so darkened by her own destruction, needless to say how hostile she appeared, no one dared to even think of getting close. She was Exiled from her world and death liked to welcome her occasionally from time to time...she hated death's visits though. Going down under would result in her escape from her problems, but she wasn't ready to join him yet, why hadn't she gone?
There seemed to be one thing that held her back from going to the home of the dark, under all of this thick coat of black was her last feather of hope, the one spark of light that felt as if someone were to come and save her.
"Fritters?" The sound of Robin's voice seemed to sooth her temporarily along with the soft touch of his hand against her slick black feathers, but then the hatred began and the black goo of madness spewed and splattered all over the floor as a warning to stay away, but Robin refused to listen to her hateful words and stayed along by her side. "I'm sorry..." he apologized softly and with meaning, he missed her more than ever and wanted her back in his arms to comfort her once again. He was filled with regret and sadness, never would he have thought she would end up like this, it felt as if this was all his fault, leaving her by herself to fend off her madness on her own and it killed him inside to think about it.
TO BE CONTINUED
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been wanting to do this for a while actually!
i need to work on my story skills though xD
my vocabulary to make a story is poop, so yeah
wanted to try new styles, so might aswell make a story out of stuff...what am i saying
anyways stay tuned for more oAo
Fritters belongs to me
Robin belongs to
There seemed to be one thing that held her back from going to the home of the dark, under all of this thick coat of black was her last feather of hope, the one spark of light that felt as if someone were to come and save her.
"Fritters?" The sound of Robin's voice seemed to sooth her temporarily along with the soft touch of his hand against her slick black feathers, but then the hatred began and the black goo of madness spewed and splattered all over the floor as a warning to stay away, but Robin refused to listen to her hateful words and stayed along by her side. "I'm sorry..." he apologized softly and with meaning, he missed her more than ever and wanted her back in his arms to comfort her once again. He was filled with regret and sadness, never would he have thought she would end up like this, it felt as if this was all his fault, leaving her by herself to fend off her madness on her own and it killed him inside to think about it.
TO BE CONTINUED
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been wanting to do this for a while actually!
i need to work on my story skills though xD
my vocabulary to make a story is poop, so yeah
wanted to try new styles, so might aswell make a story out of stuff...what am i saying
anyways stay tuned for more oAo
Fritters belongs to me
Robin belongs to
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Denny! I like this! It's short, but I adore the descriptive words. I really encourage you do more of these, I can't wait for the other part(s)<3