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YAYYYYY you’re back!!!!!
*throws confetti*
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
@everyone
What do you guys think of this scene….
It’s kind of messy but it’s also supposed to be that way, like it’s a flashback…I’m trying to make it a little confusing, but not too much.
When Nami dared to open her eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The men were gone.
Tigin had screamed at her, threatening her with matches and a strange substance that burned her skin and devoured the moisture when it touched her cheek.
She knew what he wanted.
He wanted Otto. But she was dead. He killed her.
Nami shuddered at the memory, her fear and terror uncontrollably spiraling drops of moisture around her.
She didn’t want Otto back, anyway. The flames burned her, just like the water used to burn Ottoline.
So she took the pain, she took the beatings. She didn’t want the flames, she hated how they burned….
She didn’t want to think about it anymore.
She uncurled her shaking limbs from the the tangled ball she was in, and slowly sat up, letting the moisture cover her like a blanket. She couldn’t control Nami, no more than she could control Otto. The water and flames weren’t hers to control.
They burned.
Something moved in the corner of her cell.
She flinched, quickly shrinking back against the opposite wall, as a young woman emerged from the shadows.
Nami bit her lip, the moisture spreading and blanketing the walls. The water didn’t like the new cellmate any more than she did.
“D-don’t come near me, I can’t-I can’t control it,” she warned the woman.
Tigin knew she couldn’t control Nami; she couldn’t control Otto either. She’d killed for him before, she’d watched her flames devour innocent prisoners. Because her flames didn’t obey her. Her flames obeyed Tigin. She wasn’t safe.
And then bile rose up in her throat as she realized why this woman was here. Because Tigin knew she was unstable. And Tigin wanted her to—to kill this prisoner—
A scream worked its way up Nami’s throat.
She wouldn’t do it. She would find away to control it, she could strangle herself with a cord of droplets before she could hurt this woman—
She was so, so tired of killing, torturing Tigin’s victims. She was tired of being controlled.
“What’s your name child?” the woman’s calm voice stilled Nami’s raging panic. The voice was familiar…the tone was motherly, kind, yet so, so broken.
“I’m Nami,” she whispered. “I don’t want to hurt you—”
“Don’t worry, Nami,” the woman stepped closer, humming a melody that made the water retract back into the air. Maybe she didn’t have to—maybe she didn’t have to hurt her after all…
Nami slumped against the wall, exhausted. “What’s your name?”
The woman smiled at her, her emerald eyes warming Nami to the core. She was a Pitt, Nami realized.
“I’m Neveah,” the woman said.
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
It’s also a major plot twist lol
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
Very well done scene!
A disturbingly short time ago, in a land uncomfortably close by...
Welcome back!
Now I’m concerned.
If you want to find all the cops, they're hanging out in the donut shop.
@the_lost-journal you’re good! lol
oh yeah also when you read my fanfic…..
I APOLOGIZE for the CRINGE ROMANCE WRITING that somewhat resembles a plotline.
@savannah_grace2009 oooh nice scene!
@freed_and_redeemed somehow i missed that scene. Wow!"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
Thanks… : )
thank you
kk, I’ll keep that in mind!
Also to you three, I had a rough day (Also to anyone who reads this) So if, in advance, if I snap at anyone on here, I am so so so so os osososooossososososo sorry! I hope that won’t happen, and I hope I don’t upsets anyone…. But that usually does happen, so I am going to take a break until tomorrow or until I feel better! <3
"Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck. I am scared of toasters." -A guy
@hybridlore I play in both survival and creative! I have worlds for both.
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
Also to you three, I had a rough day (Also to anyone who reads this) So if, in advance, if I snap at anyone on here, I am so so so so os osososooossososososo sorry! I hope that won’t happen, and I hope I don’t upsets anyone…. But that usually does happen, so I am going to take a break until tomorrow or until I feel better! <3
ok then!
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
@the-lost_journal
Aww I’m sorry, I get it <3
Hope your day gets better, praying for you!
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
Thanks for understanding! ^-^ Christian communities are the best!
"Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck. I am scared of toasters." -A guy
As you should be.
Really?? Honestly I was kind of self-conscious about it and concerned that it didn’t make sense, so thank you so much!
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
YOUR FOURTEEN! YES!
HELLO FELLOW FOURTEEN YEAR OLD! It is so nice to finally have someone my age on here! ALSO CONGRATS!!!!!!
"Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck. I am scared of toasters." -A guy
Hey! Cool website!
(I know this is very late but I just started scrolling through here again to see if I’d missed anything)
I’m just about to launch my own for my publishing company……. as soon as my dad can look it over and we can also figure out to hookup the payment apps………..
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
It seems like some people disappear from here…
Are you there? The last time I talked to you was when I joined… like a few months ago…
I know what to do… HOT CHOCOLATE!
"Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck. I am scared of toasters." -A guy
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