Status: one-shot; completed
Wake
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The trees whispered in hysteria, cool droplets of unknown spraying her flesh with its soothing touch. She breathed; she lived. Her hands twitched, her eyes fluttered; yet she did not wake. Her surroundings felt almost ethereal, the ground beneath her just a ticklish reminder of the ground itself. Reality or dream? The line was blurred, her mind going elsewhere. Her presence was demanded, if not needed. The air was still, the droplets never ceasing its rhythmical drips. Drip, drop, drip, drop.
Her eyes stopped blinking, useless when they were presented with certain blindness. Her breath came out slow and even, her heart beating in an erratic pace. The drops seared her flesh, causing her mouth to open in reflex. Drip, drop, drip, drop. Her tongue was branded, her own scorched flesh tasting like burnt lilacs.
“Wake up.”
She woke.
Her eyes stopped blinking, useless when they were presented with certain blindness. Her breath came out slow and even, her heart beating in an erratic pace. The drops seared her flesh, causing her mouth to open in reflex. Drip, drop, drip, drop. Her tongue was branded, her own scorched flesh tasting like burnt lilacs.
“Wake up.”
She woke.
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The layout was never meant to have a connection to the story. But it's still there.Con/crit?