@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
(I'm drawing an OC so I'll be a bit late on some things maybe ;)
(I'm drawing an OC so I'll be a bit late on some things maybe ;)
(Give me a couple minutes to post. Math hw. D:)
(Ok)
(Hello? Erudite, Lavender?)
(Are you there?)
(HELLO FRENS! I WAS WORKING ON MY OC)
(All we need is erudite….)
(I'm here! Shiloh still has to say something right?)
(Yes)
(Yepperoo)
(Ok!)
Shiloh's heart throbbed under the weights of lingering stress and pain, renewed by Essar and Winter. She wiped the palm of her hand along her cheeks to catch the tears before they fell.
Essar looked up. "Sorry to lay my sob story on you guys. You okay Shiloh?"
Winter looked at Shiloh, "Yeah, are you ok? I told my story, and Essar told his, you can share yours with us. We will understand. I promise. Essar, don't be sorry for sharing your story. I mean I told you mine. You still have a chance for finding them. I don't. My people don't exsist anymore. It would make me feel like I redeemed myself if I could help you find your family."
Shiloh blinked and looked up. Essar was looking at her and she nodded. "Yeah," she sniffed, "I'm fine. Just… nothing."
Essar nodded. "Okay Shiloh." He turned to Winter. "Thanks Winter."
Winter smiled at Essar. "You're welcome. Thanks for hearing my story Essar. Shiloh, wanna talk when we are in the room?"
"Um… actually…" Shiloh hesitated. "I'm, like, dying of guilt right now… my family…" Shiloh choked on the words and shook her head sadly.
Winter looked at Essar. "I think I am speaking for both me and Essar when I say this, but we have time, do you want to tell your story? I think me and Essar will understand. Plus, I think I know what guilt is… I think I can help you out a little bit."
Essar nodded.
"I'm sorry," she said, wiping her tears. "I've just never been able to handle my emotions… the right way, I guess." Shiloh breathed in carefully.
"Hey, it's okay." Essar said.
Winter whispered to Shiloh, "Hey, it's ok. I still can't control my emotions. Heck, I can't control my nightmares… I understand."
"Ready for my sob story?" she asked, grimacing. She hated her past. She wished that she could erase it and start over.
"Whenever you are Shiloh."
"Let's hear it Shiloh." Winter said gently, as she touched Shiloh's shoulder. Hoping that her icy touch didn't hurt her.
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