Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
THE ARROW! ( PART TWO)
EVERYTHING FELT heavy, as though if [she/he] had bags of a million bricks on each limb. It was silent, y/n looked around, [she/he] was alone. It was unlikely for y/n to be alone, Henry and his family made sure of that. Why was [she/he] alone?
Everyone left after claiming that death had befallen over y/n, but not without a fight. Y/n could faintly remember the protest shouts coming from Henry, someone tipped off the enemy in Oz, leaving he and his family in danger.
Y/n understood, why they couldn't take [her/him] along. They could've gotten caught easily, someone's limp body isn't exactly a light thing to carry. Downside, y/n didn't know how to find them, where to go, what path to take, it all seemed like every option would be wrong.
The aching pain was still coursing through y/n's body, throbbing, as stabbing pains shot up [her/his] lower back. They couldn't move, y/n began to realize, [she/he] must've been paralyzed. Knowing y/n's stubborn nature [she/he] wouldn't go to that conclusion, hope was all that kept y/n going, trying to get [her/his] legs to move.
It was a faint memory what put [her/him] in this position. Y/n could still recall the hot, pinching sensation that radiated through [her/his] back. Even the feeling of falling into the arms of Henry Mills could still be recalled, the warm tears that fell from his dazzling hazel eyes, even the feeling of his soft lips pressed upon [her/his] forehead; It all could be recalled.
