#was a toss up between this and Leo/Hancock shenanigans

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Snippet Sunday?

Tagged by @persephotea (who is back by the way and everyone can and should follow!!!!)

tw: Amy is Sick and her mind is Creative so she's describing her pain fairly viscerally and kinda... treads the line of not quite gore but adjacent. She's also mentally UnWell.

The first thing sensation the Lone Wanderer felt when their consciousness was cruelly dragged out of the watery grave it damned itself to was burning. They couldn’t see, but they could feel their skin was peeling, blistering, and festering as this all-consuming heat burned them from the inside out. They flailed wildly, trying to cool the smoldering flesh, to crawl back into the water that’d given them that dark relieving peace. But there were voices, panicked and with hands that crushed their burning limbs in place. Lights so bright that they blinded the Lone Wanderer, made them wail and cry hot boiling tears that hissed on their burned flesh.

Everything outside of the pain was so hard to grasp. Thoughts of anguish blearily bled with confusion, so exhausted and hurting. Why couldn’t these people let the Lone Wanderer sleep? Why did they call for this wanderer, put hands on blistered skin, and drag them in and out of painful consciousness? Never again truly asleep, never again truly awake. Kept in Limbo-

Limbo. In hell for Sin. That’s where the wanderer was, and this was their punishment.

It was cruel. Unfair. Hadn’t the Lone Wanderer given enough?

They thrashed in their constraints, screamed until their throat was hoarse, cried and cried and cried until the world turned into a haze, and they fell into a restless and cruel slumber.

Hadn’t they given enough?

I FORGOT TO TAG PEOPLE UHHHHHH

@bleumanouche ? Hey bud long time no see ;w;