The Monthly Bugle

Hold It In(How Do You Feel Again After This?)

Nessa O'Donal. That was her name.

With a shaky breath a small brunette, with her long hair up in a tight bun with a braid in it, stepped out of her home. Her pale blue eyes searching for something on the horizon, nothing. She pulls her dress up, slightly, and breaks out into a run. She's quickly off her porch and on her way down the road, she's running away.

Coming upon another house in the country, this one smaller compared to Nessa's, she bolts up the front steps and knocks on the door.

Another girl who looks similar to Nessa, but slight bits of red in her brown hair are noticeable, answers the door. Nessa throws herself into this girl's arms crying harder and harder. Tears streak down her face and wet the shoulder of the other's dress.

The other invited Nessa in and they sit down for tea. Pain ever evident in Nessa's eyes.

Finally after catching her breath Nessa speaks, "Conas a bhraitheann tú arís tar éis seo?"

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The sound a splash echos through a silent harbour, the ring of a gunshot wakes the night.. The chase is on.

There's no sign of a struggle. There's no sign of anyone ever being there, all but the blood lingering in the water and the musket sitting on the dock.