i just don't like what i see
The tigeress, like others with the sickness taking over Starfall, was set aside in solitude from the healthy. It was meant to keep others healthy, and help heal those here. Yet it felt like a death sentence to her. She had spent most days sleeping, and her nights were filled with pained wails, calling out for her mother. Usually they ended in violent coughing fits, and if she ate she'd vomit it back up.
Her body was growing frail, the stars that lit up her limbs grew dim with each day. Part of her just wanted the pain to stop, for it to end. She accepted the fact that her life was meaningless in this world anymore. Yet here she was, wallowing in a den of decay and sickness. An idea flashed through her head, wanting nothing but to finally have peace after months of getting worse. She rolled onto her back, pained grunts leaving her body as she began to kick the ceiling of her dirt den. After a few kicks, a rumble followed before her den caved in. The darkness was suffocating, but she knew it would be over soon. Her breath hitched, before everything faded away into nothingness . . .
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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but it looks just like hell to me
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