MAEA
She did fall, when the ice released her. Limp and bloodless, she was little more than a broken doll on the ground, with bones broken in so many places it would take more than just a trickle of magic to heal her up. Her clothes had been reduced to tattered, bloodsoaked rags, face cut up and bruised from the sharp ice that had encased her head, while streaks of crimson soaked through the long hair where it had cut into her scalp.
Maea did not move when he approached, did not even react as the magic began to work its way through her system. The only sign that she was even still alive was the sudden rise of her ribcage as air was let back into tortured lungs; she coughed reflexively but lay otherwise still. Still unconscious.
Quite broken indeed.
Maea did not move when he approached, did not even react as the magic began to work its way through her system. The only sign that she was even still alive was the sudden rise of her ribcage as air was let back into tortured lungs; she coughed reflexively but lay otherwise still. Still unconscious.
Quite broken indeed.
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
Show me your darkness
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
