Thread:TurquoiseEmber/@comment-35137341-20191214205925/@comment-35137341-20200124030001

Celestial curled into a ball, her wings wrapped tight around her small body, and weeped freely, letting the tears run through the mud. She was wet, dirty, and unbelievably tired.

She wanted her friends. Innocence, Astrum...especially Mind. Celestial wondered what they thought of her now. Runaway dead weight.

Exhausted as she was, she fell asleep - curled up on the lonely forest floor.