Song of the Winter Solstice
Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart.
"He's hurt!"
The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me.
"B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering.
"Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.
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