08-18-2012, 04:20 PM
The tirade rained down upon her was like molten fire to her ears further shoving her into her self constructed hollow of guilt and shame. And she could hardly even bring herself to respond to it. She knew what she had done was horrendous and she truly regretted her actions. But her angrr began to grow too, what did Skye know of her reasons? What did she know of her pain and suffering, what she had been through. In the space of the few seconds before Skye raged at her again it cycled and every time it cycled it doubled inside of her, spiraling out of all proportion, the voice she sent back was a roar, drowning out Skye's words,
"I DON'T KNOW!" Her crimes were laid bare for her and it twisted the knife deeper inside of her gut, causing that much more agony that the woman cried out and stumbled. She laid against the floor, panting harshly at her exertions even though she had done so little as shout.
"I DON'T KNOW!" Her crimes were laid bare for her and it twisted the knife deeper inside of her gut, causing that much more agony that the woman cried out and stumbled. She laid against the floor, panting harshly at her exertions even though she had done so little as shout.