Addressed Healing
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Last published Mon, Feb 20, 2023
It was hard. She couldn't stand it anymore. Everything ache as she sat there. Her skin felt torched and hot to the touch - it annoyed her to her core. Itched and ached and turned as her head bounces and felt like it was hit. The avian felt cold somehow despite the warmth of the fire giving her. Blood stains her gloves.
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