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Walking Blindly Through Life.
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[html]  Sorry I took so effing long D: Hybrid can break free or whatnot, if you guys want!
She could feel claws in her skin, ripping it, tearing into her, and her eyes watered. But she couldn't let go! Not now. The pain began to feel more distant as she stood there, holding onto him. It took a little while before the idea came to her, and she acted on it in an instant. Who cared about what happened to her, as long as Cercelee was all right. Ember held onto Hybrid, stumbling toward the nearest tree.
She pulled her arms to the side, trying to smash him up against the tree. Anything to stop the pain. Now that she was thinking more clearly it was sharp, and it felt like it was coming from a million places.
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