unrepentantAuthor
A cat that writes stories.
Brisa handed over the core with a sigh of trepidation. If it turned out that she'd tried so hard to save this pathetic creature only for him to perish... Gods, that would feel like shit. Even if he recovered fully, he'd been an empty vessel for violent commands all his existence. He'd need so much care...
She closed her eyes. She'd begun to feel so tired again...
"Y'all did great," she said, quietly. "Glad we managed that. Good job."
They'd sealed a creature that had never known kindness in a rock. Good job. Good job...
She closed her eyes. She'd begun to feel so tired again...
"Y'all did great," she said, quietly. "Glad we managed that. Good job."
They'd sealed a creature that had never known kindness in a rock. Good job. Good job...