Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190506155251/@comment-27550231-20190520022702

Though her tears did not stop her sorrow was now overcome by rage. The rage one felt as a traumatic experience was glazed over as if were happenstance. The rage of an abandoned child finding their neglectful parent. The rage of an eldritch being repressed by courtesy and social norms.

"WHERE! WHERE IS HE!"