chains, cages, and trauma, oh my

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    Doumas pov:

  The night started as normal, get up, get dressed, do hair and makeup so they won't see the dark circles that reveal the insomnia and hours I stay up on end. I started to brush my hair, knowing it's not as thick as it should be due to stress of always being alert and ready for an attack.

  I gazed into the mirror and rubbed my temples due to a oncoming migraine, sighing I put up my well crafted mask that fooled almost everyone, grabbing my hat and ceremonial kimono I headed towards the area of worship. After listening to everybody's problems and terrible decisions they made in the past.

  I told them advice that you would most likely give a horse, with probably the most basic thing a so called deity would give: god has forgave your sins and has given you redemption or you are freed from those memories that chain you and god is with you and cares for you when I am wanting to say is leave I don't want to hear the sappiness knowing that The Priest will give me shit about it.

  I can't kill him either cause he basically clings to me like a parasite to a host and if he disappeared around me I am certainly suspect num. 1, even I'm surprised I can even shake him off sometimes. After the ceremony, I slightly glared in frustration, knowing the feeling of being watched, somebody was following me but it wasn't The Priest, I know it for a fact. I was in the middle of a forest with someone on my tail.

  Dashing about I tried to shake the follower off, only to abruptly stop when I heard something whizz past my head and immediately changed the direction of running, feeling as if a rock slammed into my left arm, I ran to a cave knowing the sun was rising soon. Looking down I saw a weird little thing sticking out of my bicep, it had a fuzzy pink end and a metal body, I pulled the metal thing out and saw a needle head, I walked to the middle of the cave and yawned feeling quite drowsy.

  My eye lids started to blink shut feeling a slight tingling in my hands as my body slumped limp against the cave wall.




a/n: should I continue this?


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