She lost.
That was her first thought when she was able to see Fallout.
She lost. Why did I do this? Why didn't I listen?
She slept on, put as she slept it felt like she fell in the fire again, like someone had stolen her feathered wings or bit her white tipped tail, cut her forked tongue and broke her beak and pulled off every scale one. by. one.
But what hurt more, oh ever so much more, was that fact that again, this was happening, and again, she would be made to wake up with her still broken heart only for it to be broken again and again.
But, she could see that one, shining hope.
They was waiting. She could almost see the magic and potential brimming over. Even she could see, something was different.
So for the first time in over two hundred years, the Brighteststar opened her eyes.
And hoped.
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Thinking of a new title soooon..
خيال (فانتازيا)(I don't know how to do this...) A Wanderer, after losing their Companion, is trying to find why the world is so unstable, how they are still alive, and what they need to do to get their friend back. Along with their new companion Fallout, they tra...
