.oo1 «[Dream] Guilt Ridden

Jun 12, 2009 18:07

Manipura was dead.

She walked through it's desolate pathways, and the emptiness of the buildings seemed to want to crush her. The echoes of her tribe still haunted the compound, screams of terror and pleads for help as the curse took over and there was nothing anyone could to to help but end their suffering entirely.

Why is this happening, Leader? Why??

Even Mick's laughter bounced around these empty walls. I'm gonna go snack on whatever soldiers that stupid bitch still has left! She felt like a mother who let her children die. They were children, all of them. Children full of fear and rage and now they are dead with their blood on her hands.

Can't you help us?

Freezing rain poured down, harder then she remembered, grazing the dark scar bitterly, burning, searing. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes to it, to the evil of a world that had forgotten them. Silver rain, carrying with it the souls of the dead, sending them shrieking in her sharp ears.

Why?

Why?

Why!?

WHY!?

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-=she awakens with a soft gasp, green eyes wide for a moment before clenching shut again. When she finally starts to relax, she takes in a slow, steadying breath and drapes an arm across her eyes=-

dream, manipura, maribel, tears, leader, survivor's guilt

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