You were right about me. I’ve done things. Terrible things. If I had all this, I wouldn’t trust me, either.
Hilltop
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{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- eventually stumble upon what appears to be an abandoned cabin.
Following at her lover’s heels and pulling out her knife, Magna cautiously enters the building, releasing what can only be a sigh of relief when she realizes that it is --
{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- that.
“It’s me,” Magna whispers again, her own arms winding around the other woman’s body, holding her tight because she is afraid to let go. It is only now that her exhaustion fully catches up to her, the woman leaning the majority --
{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- of her weight against her lover, her face burying into the crook of Yumiko’s neck as the tears begin to trail down her cheeks.
{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- before she even had the chance to get anywhere near Yumiko, the woman had fled just like the others. Tired even past the point of exhaustion, Magna still didn’t hesitate to move away from the walkers and the devastation surrounding --
{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- is happening now is not that.
The sound is so loud that neither of them hear the shuffling feet behind them, nor do they take notice of the growls, both women instead focused on the door. It isn’t until she feels fingers brushing --
{@SkiIIedWithABow} -- against her hair that Magna turns around, pushing the body away by instinct. It is a prisoner, a woman Magna has seen before, her prison uniform torn and soaked in blood, her skin baring visible marks of some sort of an attack.