Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43432691-20200108212129/@comment-174.6.16.240-20200117045137

Tia appeared into an old mossy forest, with trees growing so tightly together, she couldn't even see ten feet. she was in a small clearing, maybe five by five, that was covered in moss and dead leaves.

Tia stumbled and fell over, dizzy from light leaping. The world was spinning and doubling. Her headache was pounding against her skull, like a little monster was in her cranium, and was set on destroying her head from the inside. Tia curled up on the ground, and was surprised at how hot her forehead was when her hand brushed across it. This was not from light leaping.

She coughed, and she realized she literally couldn't speak. Her throat was so dry and sore, all the noise that came from it was a low rasping. Tia's eyes popped open, when she realized she had felt like this before. When she had gotten sick during her first year at foxfire. Her eyelids felt like they had one hundred pound weights on them, but Tia kept them open.

She only hoped someone would hate her enough to hunt her down. Tia gave out a laugh. Or, tried to. It was just loud, rattling inhaling and exhaling. She was wishing for someone to hate her. Ha. What a turn her life had taken. Tia pulled her self, up her arms shaking from the effort, and used her froster powers to develop a cool layer of frost over herself, trying to cool down her forehead. She then dragged herself over to a rock, propping herself up against it, and waiting, wondering what she'd die from first, being sick, some wild beast in the forest, or someone from the black swan or goldfish. Wild beasts. Tia shuddered, tracing the scars on her back and arms, mixed from her father, and the animals. Tia had always been afraid of forests like this after that. Thick and deep, perfect for animals.

She wished she'd gotten to tell Roslyn goodbye. And Ari. And maybe even Cian. She remembered her and Roslyn's last conversation. "''Good luck. Stay safe." '' Roslyn had told her. And, she had set up the pad of paper!

Tia retrived it out of the void, and started writing.

''I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Ari had been kidnapped, and I needed a bargain. I wasn't going to tell them any true information, I swear.''

''I will never forgive myself for it. I'm sorry.''

Tia had simply ran out of words to explain her level of regret-- all consuming and bone deep, permanent. She simply had no other phrase to display it.She put it back in the void, and hoped Roslyn checked it soon. That way, maybe she'd die with at least one person not hating her.

-Chloe