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It’s been a year since her casts came off, and yet, her body still aches whenever it rains outside. But the usual peace and comfort from it was no where to be found as she watched the hours of the morning tick by and still, Ɓᴇɴ had not come home from his night out. —

— ‘Don’t worry,’ he always said, but more hunters had been roaming the mountains over the past two months as the other animals became more lively. But 8am, 9am, and 10am all passed without a glimpse of him in sight after the night’s full moon and with every passing minute, she —

— felt more, and more distressed. What if they had gotten him this time? What if she had slept through his howl for help? What if she had missed it? 15 more minutes. She would give him 15 more minutes before doing what she promised him she would never do again: venture —

— out into the woods alone.

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・・・𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⋅ brahms heelshire. man in the walls. horror rp. au. mirrored literacy. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶

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