Everything felt broken. My bones, my muscles, my ligaments, every fiber that held my physical form together was twisting and snapping apart after being stretched to its limits. I couldn't stand it, I didn't want to stand it, but I had to. There was no escape from the splitting headaches that felt like Athena was tearing my head apart rather than Zeus'. I was tired, so gods damned tired nothing seemed worth it anymore. My physical body was falling apart, but it was leagues better than my emotional and mental form was. That had collapsed ages ago, slowly and steadily crumbling while I stood there trying to hold all the falling pieces together. My whole life had ended, everything I had known and loved was dead and dying, and it was taking me with it. The captain goes down with his ship, they say, I and my vessel were sinking, drowning, dragging to the bottom.
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A Terrible fate
FantasyA Kingdom Lost, a Family Gone, and A child left for the world. How is one meant to live when all they had ever known was suddenly and terribly ripped away from them?
