
@JustALostM book
(Im just saying Can you give me a 2-3 day response time? A lot is going on with school stuff and It's pretty hard to respond. Not saying that I don't wanna do this. I'm trying my hardest.)
(Im just saying Can you give me a 2-3 day response time? A lot is going on with school stuff and It's pretty hard to respond. Not saying that I don't wanna do this. I'm trying my hardest.)
(Alright ^^;)
Mori looked up when he heard footsteps approaching, his heart skipping and picking up the pace. It was as though it had a renewed hope; something to live for. His heart, which had given up before, had a reason to go on. There was someone here who might be able to help him. He could survive this. He tried to call out again, his voice scarcely more than a hoarse croak.
When Coren had finally managed to free him from the clutches of the house's remains, Mori was limp and trembling. Tears rolled down his cheeks, but he couldn't quite tell for what reason. Pain? Joy? Relief? Something else entirely? He wasn't sure. He appeared to be pretty badly injured, and he was very pale. He hadn't eaten or drank anything in a while, after all, and considering his injuries, he wasn't particularly functional.
(Bump)
Coren stared at the child in disbelief. He wiped the tears off of the child's face. He, once was also like that. Deserted, lonely, hurt. He decided to help the child, putting a hand out. "Take my hand." He said in a low, kind, and secretive tone. "I want to help you…"
(Im sorry!)
Mori looked up at Coren weakly and reached out to take his hand as instructed, still trembling. He wasn't sure whether the man was wanting him to stand, but he didn't think that he was currently able to. He had a smudge of blood on one cheek, and he seemed very uneasy. "W-Who are you…?" He asked weakly.
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