Day 13: BurnÂ
âDo you really not get it? Is this still a fucking joke to you? Do you think this is the same as the council chambers where I let you push around Konomi for some fun?â Her fingers were going white with pressure, and she could feel the collarâs seam slowly ripping. Her throat felt hot and tight. Their surroundings were still dark and barely visible, hazy and indistinct in the background. His finely cut face on the other hand was in sharp focus, illuminated by the dull glowing of his now messed up hair. Glowing eyes wide he stared at her, soft lips parted and quietly choking in air. She hated the fear in his eyes. She hated the way he was looking at her now. She would hate his eyes getting glassy and unseeing more. She pretended the burning in her eyes was sweat.
âDaeran. I donât want you to die. This is not about them. Itâs about you. Get this into your fucking head...â
~ @yanara126 (Go read the full thing! itâs very good and very emotional!)
Thank you @oc-growth-and-development for the prompt and the awesome challenge!
