Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39642964-20190805144102/@comment-39642964-20190810043525

Trista felt her head spin. Why was the world turning?

Blackness.

she was floating.

in blackness. Why is there an empty void?

Trista practiced Hydrokinesis.

she swirled water around her.

heer head.

her waist.

her legs.

water danced at her f inger tips.

she started coughing.

it kinda ruined the sense of aw and wonder.

She coughed and coughed until it hurt and she couldn't breathe.

She was.sick.

She would die.

She.knew.it.

The air was to damp. She had caught a bug.

Something bad.

She might as well just die.

Flynn. She needed Flynn.

or Elwin.

whichever.

trista woke up coughing. Her chains around her hand s were gone. She was in the same room, but in a corner. It was dark. And much damper than before. The air stank. It was horrid. She was cold.

She knew she would die.