4/1/2026, 6:45 AM
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I'm so fucking scared of getting hurt again
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Bonnie hadn't hesitated to jump into that third door, to see what lay in that island she knew very vaguely, so distant she rarely actually saw it besides when it's hazy mountains didn't linger in the spot she remembered.
As she leapt through, her eyes snapped onto a figure she knew by heart, one she could not forget at all.
Lyra,
Her voice came like a crackle of lighting, brief, but there, enough to notice above the snarling and the sounds of jaws on chains, the sounds of young and old joining together to free this man she swear she could see herself in. For a brief moment, she wanted to follow Lyra, follow her captain again but she saw that Lyra, the one she could've sworn would've freed this man, went for a killing blow and she recoiled just barely before turning, her focus locking onto a chain. she would not kill a man, who did not get a choice in what his life turned to be. She'd free him, damn them all to hell if she must, so long as the poor soul got an ounce of freedom.
