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This story is focused on a young girl with a poor memory.
A small fragile looking girl that has lived longer than normal h...
A voice echoed as they child shuffled by the soft spoken voice of the female looking down at the child, her long (coloured) locks settling down on the bed side of the young child's yellow sheets, her eyes being blurred, having only her mouth visible to the eye. The woman placed her hand on the child's small one, holding it tightly. Her soft touch made the child's small eyes flutter open by the soft touch that woman gave them. They looked at the woman with awe as she lightly gazed at them with a soft smile, which put off the child.
" It seems you've finally awoken... " The woman said placing her soft hand onto the little one's cheek, still giving a caring smile towards the small child as they looked at her with a questionable look. " Your father managed to gather some food onto the table, my dear. " She said lifting her hand away from her cheek and getting up from the bed that the child slept on.
" please do come join my dear, your father isn't gonna eat until you eat your fill. " She said with a kind smile on her pale face, she looked as if she hadn't eaten in a while, possibly going on for weeks without food. Making the child feel something she hadn't felt in many years of being forgetful, a feeling they haven't felt in a while.
SADNESS
" come now, child. " The woman said, cutting the young child from their train of thoughts. The child jumped out of bed and slowly walked towards the pale woman with beautiful long hair, they looked up at the woman as she merely smiled down at them. The woman opened the door, revealing an old looking room that was covered in cob webs and dust, the child looked around the room as everything slowly started to spin, the sickly woman who opened the door only smiled weakly as they saw a person raising a weapon above her head.
The child couldn't scream or yell for help, but helplessly watch as the woman's silhouette was being attacked by the shadow of a man with a shovel, constantly slamming it onto her head. The child felt tears escaping their sockets as they watched the scene before them, they couldn't turn away from what they just saw, they were left traumatised there as the figure began to walk away from the corpse of the seemingly kind woman.
Their head continued to spin, revealing an image of a man that looked as pale as the woman before, but he seemed to have the same hair colour as the young one before him. He looked down at the child with a worried look and continued to walk with them in the middle of the night, in hopes to get away from what happened to that woman before.
" we must go quickly ! " he said as he grabbed the child from the ground and ran as fast as he could, huffing as he did so. The child could only hold onto the man tightly as he did so, they felt scared as he was running quite fast, only for the to realise they were being chased by what seems to be greedy treasure hoarders.
The male came across a large hill in the way of his escape, he found a high ledge that had a beautiful flower growing, he quickly climbed the mountain and place the child onto the ledge with the flower on it. The young child looked at him with a questionable look, he held their small hand tightly as he also held onto the ledge.
" live on for me, my dear little (name) " He said before letting himself fall to the ground with sharp rocks and surrounded with the group hunting them down. They looked at him with shock before yelling ...
" PAPA ! "
They shot up from the bed they laid in, making the diasomnia group gasp at their sudden awakening, Lilia instantly hugged the young child tightly as he looked to have been crying for a while after hearing what happened. The group looked at the child with happy smiles (beside sebek of course) and embraced the child that looked terrified.
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( your welcome ! i updated since i can't take a proper break without at least updating <3 )
