Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190712212346/@comment-68.98.145.50-20200117195023

'''     Sophie laid in her bed under a mountain of pillows, blinking back confused tears. Now, more than ever, she didn’t know what to do, where to go. It was like being in the ocean in the middle of a terrible storm, and just when she thought she knew how to get out of it, another wave came up and made her lose her way.'''

'''      Maybe she should just talk to him. Ask him about it. A firm, calm voice inside her told her that she didn’t really know if what she thought she saw was real. But other voices of doubts and risk warned her that she didn’t just make up what she saw, and that something had happened.'''

     The voices tore at her until she didn’t know whether she wanted to leap immediately to Fitz or hide forever under her blankets and pillows.

'''    Enough. The voices in her head wouldn’t unite on an action, so she needed someone else’s advice for what she should do. But who could she trust with this? She didn’t dare tell her parents. She imagined Edaline’s sappy smiles as she watched her and Fitz sitting together under the Panakes tree. Those memories felt cracked and shattered now. She imagined how Eldaline would feel when she told her that Fitz might have moved on. She didn’t want her to feel sorry for her.'''

'''      Who would understand? Who could she speak to that wouldn’t pity her or over-react? A quiet thought spoke up in her head. Keefe. He had always been there for her, talking her through her struggles and finding ways to make her smile even in the most emotional and difficult times. He’d understand and know what to say.'''

'''     Unburying herself from her mass of pillows and blankets, she grabbed her leaping crystal and walked up to Sandor. “I need to go to the Shores of Solace.”'''

-NinjaTeddyBear