Sep 28, 2014
Hush
Your muse finds my muse curled up on the bed, crying. Send me a number between 1-35 and I will generate a response. You can send âHushâ for a a randomized response.
"I-I.." The words stuck in his throat. He swallowed past the lump in his throat before trying his voice again. "Iâm going blind.." Armins tried to keep his voice steady, but his words still sounded weak and broken.
Saying it out loud brought the fear rushing back to him. He tried to calm himself back down but to no avail, curling himself deeper into the bed. A small sob escaped his throat as he buried his face in the sheets.
