My muse wakes up from a horrible nightmare, how does yours comfort mine?
She could have sworn there was ice on her wings, she could feel someones hands on her wings and she could feel the the snap. It was the same nightmare she’d had since she had been attacked. It was always either this one or the one about that boy.
She hated the one about that boy as much as this one.
Edda felt the tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked up at her older brother. ”I-I’m sorry. I d-didn’t mean to scream.”
"Awe, Max! Thank you!"
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"Shhh!" Cam said quickly, his eyes flashing green as his power lurched from him in his surprise. He wasn’t expecting someone to be in here, as this wasn’t the hallway he’d wanted to be in in the first place, and so her voice startled him, making the floor around his feet undulate. "I’m nobody, just keep your voice down okay?" Cam asked frantically, and he glanced toward the door as if he half expected the Professor himself to come rolling in. "L-listen, I’ll just go, this was a mistake, sorry-" Cam tried to back track, and he started to step back toward the window from whence he came.
Edda looked to her door for a moment, which was closed. She honestly thought that she might be the only one up at that point in the night. Her eyes flickered back to the young man, who was starting to make his way back out the window, “Wait.” She made sure er voice was in a low whisper, “Why did you even sneak in here?”
"You think you know pain ?"
You can mess up my mind,
break my body
shatter my soul;
I don’t care.
But if you harm,
The people that I love.
If they shed a single tear? A drop of blood?
[I WILL DESTROY YOU.]