` when three wasn't enough , she took two more. and when five didn't seem to be enough to scratch that itch , she followed them with another. she's fallen deeper into the hole , darkness closing around her , and she's no longer looking for hands extended in efforts to pull her back out. she's content to fall into the numbness once more. to forget the horrors she's survived , and worse , the ones she's caused. maybe she was over zealous , and she took too many too quickly , cause suddenly things are fading and her eyelids are growing heavier. she's not fighting to stay conscious either , but happily yielding to the hold that the darkness demonstrated over her.
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she's not sure how long it's been. only moments , or perhaps days have passed , but suddenly clarke's voice cuts through the darkness that has embraced her , draws her forth and pleads for her to open her eyes. while every muscle screams for her to let go , to drift off into nothingness , another one reminds her why she fought to survive. why she went on in the face of all the fear and pain that ravaged her. and so she pushes on , battles her way through the fog until eyes drag slowly open , blinking a few times to bring the blonde before her into focus. fear is written on clarke's face , obvious in now only the line between her brows , but the tears in her eyes.
❛ —— clarke ? ❜ // @clarkkes
