- Jul 27, 2022
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I TOLD YOU ONCE, I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN
Her chest had begun to rattle with each intake of breath.
Is that normal?
No, don’t think like that.
I’ll be back… I promise.
I’m going to find help.
I’m going to find Silas, we’ll be okay Tora!
Her sisters words had been so cheerful before she disappeared into the undergrowth.
Cheerful, or hopeful?
Toraline had listened, for one whole day she hadn’t moved from where her sister had left her, gone on the journey to find her brother who had left the night prior. That was three nights now… first Mama, then Silas, then Creek.
Now, she was by her lonesome, left to listen to her rattling lungs as her tiny legs burned, while her will screamed at her to push forward.
I listened, I listened! Her mind sobbed inwardly.
Various small cuts grazed along her legs from where they had snagged against protruding roots and sharp branches, and her eyes were bloodshot from loss of sleep- she looked as if she was run ragged.
It was on the last root where she gave up, her forepaw hooking onto it in the nights darkness, face planting into what felt like dried twigs.
From there, she could not bring herself to get back up, only having the last scrap of energy to curl into herself as the despair she had fought so hard to keep at bay came trickling in, laced with loving words that seemed so far away now.
You’ll be safe here darling, my friends are coming soon- I will see you again. Take care of your siblings, they need you.
Yet, her friends never came, and her siblings were lost.
Trembling, she brought a pile of twigs closer, burying her face in them to hide her tears- from who? No one really, but the thought of crying in the open made her queasy. I give up. I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready…
With those morbidly lulling words, she quickly succumbed to exhaustion, trailing off to her dreamscape.
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Is that normal?
No, don’t think like that.
I’ll be back… I promise.
I’m going to find help.
I’m going to find Silas, we’ll be okay Tora!
Her sisters words had been so cheerful before she disappeared into the undergrowth.
Cheerful, or hopeful?
Toraline had listened, for one whole day she hadn’t moved from where her sister had left her, gone on the journey to find her brother who had left the night prior. That was three nights now… first Mama, then Silas, then Creek.
Now, she was by her lonesome, left to listen to her rattling lungs as her tiny legs burned, while her will screamed at her to push forward.
I listened, I listened! Her mind sobbed inwardly.
Various small cuts grazed along her legs from where they had snagged against protruding roots and sharp branches, and her eyes were bloodshot from loss of sleep- she looked as if she was run ragged.
It was on the last root where she gave up, her forepaw hooking onto it in the nights darkness, face planting into what felt like dried twigs.
From there, she could not bring herself to get back up, only having the last scrap of energy to curl into herself as the despair she had fought so hard to keep at bay came trickling in, laced with loving words that seemed so far away now.
You’ll be safe here darling, my friends are coming soon- I will see you again. Take care of your siblings, they need you.
Yet, her friends never came, and her siblings were lost.
Trembling, she brought a pile of twigs closer, burying her face in them to hide her tears- from who? No one really, but the thought of crying in the open made her queasy. I give up. I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready…
With those morbidly lulling words, she quickly succumbed to exhaustion, trailing off to her dreamscape.
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