Ghastly Woods Treat you better

@Piety Forward dated to the 8th

Time was supposed to heal all wounds. They were supposed to scab over and mend, but even with all the effort @Bennet put in Lenae felt no better. She was at a complete and utter loss at what to do. Staying put didn't seem to help, nor did it state the hunger gnawing at her belly, but being a nomad wasn't in her nature. The life of a loner didn't suit her at all, she both looked and felt awful. Worse than ever. More of a mangy and emotionally mangled mutt than the pretty 'girl next door' she used to be.

And to make matters all the worst, she now found herself in a grim and dark part of the Lore. In her attempt to get away from the' bad place' she had found somewhere equally as ghastly. She didn't even know what to do with herself anymore, she had no cause, no urge to better herself and strive forward. At this point she just...she just was. And what sort of a life was that? This was, without a doubt, a fate worse than hell. Something far more awful than the images of fire and brimstone the Clan Elders used to conjure with their words. At least in hell she'd have company, right then all she had was snow, the cold and ugly tangled trees.

(This post was last modified: Jan 07, 2018, 05:49 PM by Lenae.)