Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20180509011221/@comment-27550231-20180509175845

Ne'zon stays silent for a minute as she attempts to hold beck her tears and stifle her grief but even with her newfound stoicism she was still hurting and with little effort it cane to light.

The curled form under the sheets began to shake and quiver as a silent sobbing could be heard. Originally the voice came from the center of the bed but within seconds it reaonated weakly from the corners of the room wich in turn began to grow darker and darker.