All welcome, one only please. c:
The early morning rays of light reflected brightly off the surface of the lake that the silver-painted girl had grown so fond of in recent times. The shore of the lake had become a place where she could find solitude, despite the occassional company, and she had never been the same as she had been before her accident. The Dreamer princess had once been adventurous and rambunctious, always happy. It seemed like that was an entire lifetime away now.
Shifting was not something she did often nowadays. It had been her two-legged form that had fallen from the roof that day and it had been that form that had been laying in a bed motionless for so long. Artemis still had yet to do anything about the weakness of her muscles, the frail look to her body. She still did not eat much, and though she knew her muscles had become weakened from a lack of use, she had not been able to bring herself to work them enough to regain the complete use of them. Artemis had stopped shrinking, but she was as small and as weak as she had been for weeks now.
Thin fingers tugged gently at the long blades of grass in front of her, her face resting in her other hand, elbow propped up on her knee. The young Marino sighed to herself, closing her eyes. Nothing was right in the world for her anymore, and she had grown tired of feeling so angry. She didn't know anything anymore.
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