[ The little one is sprouting feathers now, but they're so small, so soft. Its not going to protect him from restraints and injections, from headgear shooting pain into his head, from tumors growing in his body until he can't breathe.
He's going to be cut apart, pulled apart just like her. A little brother, a little thing she can protect.
...but he asks how to help her, and she doesn't know. The others are quiet now, pushed back and placated after bites and hisses and fighting, and it's just them. ]
You ċ̛͈̫͕̓ḁ̬ṇ̦̯̤̖́̂ͩͮ'̪̍͗̑͗͗͐t̫̬̤̫͔̆ͦͨ̉̓̚͡ help me. [ Softer now, just a girl. ] The pain never ends. I'm torn apart and I can't heal.
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He's going to be cut apart, pulled apart just like her. A little brother, a little thing she can protect.
...but he asks how to help her, and she doesn't know. The others are quiet now, pushed back and placated after bites and hisses and fighting, and it's just them. ]
You ċ̛͈̫͕̓ḁ̬ṇ̦̯̤̖́̂ͩͮ'̪̍͗̑͗͗͐t̫̬̤̫͔̆ͦͨ̉̓̚͡ help me. [ Softer now, just a girl. ] The pain never ends. I'm torn apart and I can't heal.