Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
13.Oct.13, 06:52 AM
When she saw him hold his hands up, her first instinct was to pull away and hide from the hit she was sure was about to follow through. After a moment, however, she realized he was trying to seem less threatening. A low sob rumbled in her throat, but she tried to swallow it down, instead huddling and staring at him through hollow, tear-filled eyes.
"I'm...Elisel." Her fear echoed clearly through the soft whisper, and she leaned on the wall for support, still unwilling to believe he wasn't trying to trick her. The memory of the hands on her flesh, gripping her and bruising her skin was still too fresh. She took another soft, almost gasping breath but slowly crept back to sit in the middle of the hallway, letting the light fall over her as she let herself hope that maybe...maybe this person could hide her somewhere safe for now.
What there was to be seen wasn't pretty. Heavy bruising lined her upper arms, and her left eye and cheekbone were a dusky purple color. Her eyes were swollen from the tears, and her mouth still trembled softly. The worst was her eyes - they seemed full of the dull fear that only victims knew. It was clear she probably didn't fight back like he did, seeing as she wasn't used to having to do so. She slowly pulled the rags of her top around her, trying to shield herself as much as she could.
"I...can you help me?" It was a whisper, one full of pain and the hint of hope, and she dared to think that maybe she wouldn't be left here to deal on her own. She desperately needed a friend right now, and she could feel the rising feeling in the back of her mind that meant her panic was going to come back - the tightness in chest, the dizzying feeling that came over her. "I just don't want to be attacked again...I need to go, soon, somewhere safe..."
"I'm...Elisel." Her fear echoed clearly through the soft whisper, and she leaned on the wall for support, still unwilling to believe he wasn't trying to trick her. The memory of the hands on her flesh, gripping her and bruising her skin was still too fresh. She took another soft, almost gasping breath but slowly crept back to sit in the middle of the hallway, letting the light fall over her as she let herself hope that maybe...maybe this person could hide her somewhere safe for now.
What there was to be seen wasn't pretty. Heavy bruising lined her upper arms, and her left eye and cheekbone were a dusky purple color. Her eyes were swollen from the tears, and her mouth still trembled softly. The worst was her eyes - they seemed full of the dull fear that only victims knew. It was clear she probably didn't fight back like he did, seeing as she wasn't used to having to do so. She slowly pulled the rags of her top around her, trying to shield herself as much as she could.
"I...can you help me?" It was a whisper, one full of pain and the hint of hope, and she dared to think that maybe she wouldn't be left here to deal on her own. She desperately needed a friend right now, and she could feel the rising feeling in the back of her mind that meant her panic was going to come back - the tightness in chest, the dizzying feeling that came over her. "I just don't want to be attacked again...I need to go, soon, somewhere safe..."
