over the edge, again and again

Ellena expected that the horror being a magical girl would turn out to be would finally let go of her as she became an adult, but the vice has only tightened. Even with her old companion and now solo fighter Eleanor living together with her, she still can't flee from the memory, of how good it was, and how bad it became...

So she is damned to sit here, dangling over the edge, falling in to only crawl out again and again until time breaks her or fate finally decides she can be the one who is saved.

[WARNING: this story is a product of the ABDL community and will include AB and some DL themes being mixed with serious matters of trauma recovery, self discovery, and disability and should absolutely not be used as any form of moral framework or advice for those going through the aforementioned issues nor should it be consumed by those not in a completely stable state of mental health. You have been fairly warned]

(Also hehe you see what i did there, unrelated to the other over the edge)