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Anon's chest burnt as if a hot iron had embedded itself in his chest.
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Through his mouth beamed fire. He held his chest, his heart burnt.
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Dashie had been staring from the shadows, he hadn't realized. The panic set in like an icicle burying itself in his spine, the horror made his heart jump, and close.
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Dash stands awkwardly, shuffling her hooves in the dust. "...You been crying?"
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Anon's face twists. He turns away, curling in on himself, knees to chest. The words are clogged in his throat, the panic won't settle.
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Dashie's eyes dart all over the place, she bites her lip, unsure.
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She takes a few meek hoofsteps closer. "Hey..."
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Anon is quiet.
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She looks away. The silence lingers.
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"I'm sorry" she says. Looking down. "I'm not good at this..."
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"Can I get a hug?" Anon mumbles under the sheets.
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Dash smiles meekly, and throws her wing over him, delicately. "Always."
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Anon snuggles against her soft fur, her warmth warms him, and he listens closely to her heartbeat.
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She holds him close, encompassing him with both wings, and lays a soft kiss on his forehead.
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They snuggle, in silence. The world does not matter, for their world is right there, between the two of them.
by AnonymousDashfag
by AnonymousDashfag
by AnonymousDashfag
by AnonymousDashfag
by AnonymousDashfag