 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Wow, calm down, Thereos. The entire forest probably heard him, as loud as he was. And although Gunnar was on his way towards the centaur leading their class, he might have stepped a little faster as he caught sight of a particularly angry-looking bowtruckle headed his way. What was their problem? And it concerned him mostly because he wanted to understand these creatures and their motivations.
Once he was closer to the centaur, he couldn't help but notice the group of bowtruckles encircling the entire class. But at least they weren't attacking them anymore. "What is happening?" he whispered to the nearest person next to him as his eyes carefully watched the little green creatures. This was weird, right?
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |