Estllin |
31 M |
(Hobbles off to the UL for the night before fully snuggled up with her cat and favorite blanket.) Good night people! Whoever is in the IL 🪻 |
Estllin |
31 M |
As she sat there, her eyes glazed and distant, the memory of that night settled back into her mind. But this time, it wouldn’t be forgotten. |
Estllin |
31 M |
The ticking of the grandfather clock continued to echo through the inn, but now it felt different—haunting, like a heartbeat she had been running from her whole life. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
With a shaky breath, Estllin pressed her back against the wall, sliding down until she was sitting on the floor, the old pocket watch clutched in her hand. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
It was too much. Too fast. Her mother had saved her, rewound time for her, and yet, she was still gone. Estllin could hear her mother’s voice in her head, that final whisper, “I couldn’t save everything.” - |
Estllin |
31 M |
She stumbled back, knocking into a chair, her fingers trembling as they brushed against the broken watch in her pocket. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest tightening as the walls of the inn seemed to close in on her. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
. Her stomach twisted, nausea bubbling up as the realization hit her like a punch to the gut. Her mother hadn’t just been a timekeeper. She had rewound time, changed it, bent it for Estllin’s sake. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
-Tick. Tick. Tick.- She could almost feel the weight of her mother’s arms around her again, the warmth, the sadness in her voice when she whispered about time and the things she couldn’t change. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
She wasn’t supposed to remember it. But the more she tried to ****way, the clearer it became. The pocket watch—her mother’s broken gift—ticking louder than ever in her mind. - |
Estllin |
31 M |
her soft voice. “I’m going to show you something… but you must promise me…” “No,” Estllin whispered, her voice trembling as she pressed a hand to her temple, trying to block it out. She had buried that night. - |