Refuge, a place she knew was a safe place she could rest. She could only hope that Flaps was home.
Panting and, with a grunt, Lucidia was barely even able to crawl, forcing herself to move to get closer to the space. There had to be someone there, theres always someone.
“F…Flaps? Someone…? A-Anyone!”
The Aftermath
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