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rainbowfic2012-12-07 01:17 am
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Arsenic #19, Gunmetal #5, Jade #7
Name: shadowsong26
Story: This Nedari
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Arsenic #19. toxin, Gunmetal #5. Machete, Jade #7. In my dream we were far apart, I found it hard to call/Hurriedly I try to write, but find the ink too thin
Supplies and Materials: miniature, photography, frame (996 FY), feathers, pastels (my current GRK card B2 "nippleplay"), glitter (discovery),
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Characters: Nolani
Warnings: Graphic miscarriage at roughly fourteen weeks.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Gunmetal.
Nolani woke sticky with blood.
Nonononononono not again. She'd been sure this one was a daughter--Nida, Nedari, like Andrell wanted; a sweet girl to hold and nurse and do all the things mothers were supposed to. They'd even announced, but now--
She curled tighter, around the knife carving out her insides and leaving the rest to rot.
No hope for her. Just like the last two, though neither had made it here. Three babies, come and gone, but this Nedari had lasted past the fourteenth week, and...
Nolani took as deep a breath as she could, and called for help.
Story: This Nedari
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Arsenic #19. toxin, Gunmetal #5. Machete, Jade #7. In my dream we were far apart, I found it hard to call/Hurriedly I try to write, but find the ink too thin
Supplies and Materials: miniature, photography, frame (996 FY), feathers, pastels (my current GRK card B2 "nippleplay"), glitter (discovery),
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Characters: Nolani
Warnings: Graphic miscarriage at roughly fourteen weeks.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Gunmetal.
Nolani woke sticky with blood.
Nonononononono not again. She'd been sure this one was a daughter--Nida, Nedari, like Andrell wanted; a sweet girl to hold and nurse and do all the things mothers were supposed to. They'd even announced, but now--
She curled tighter, around the knife carving out her insides and leaving the rest to rot.
No hope for her. Just like the last two, though neither had made it here. Three babies, come and gone, but this Nedari had lasted past the fourteenth week, and...
Nolani took as deep a breath as she could, and called for help.
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