“Just leave me alone! I surrender! Don’t attack, please!” He voice was raspy by now, scrambling to get away as quickly as she could, breathing a bit too quickly for her tastes. Where were the rest of the gems on her side? Why had they left her? Was she just too slow to getting away? Though, abandoning a gem with a hair line crack wasn’t abnormal. She was useless to the group if she was malfunctioning.
Worst of all was that the traitorous, roseate gem who was the cause for this civil war was getting too close for her comfort. If she was going to destroy her, then she had better be quick about it and painless. The hair line crack was agony enough as it was.
♦ gem-of-love ♦










