Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24748329-20170612210656/@comment-27070860-20170910101305

The rabbit cried;

Because their book was broken, their pages were suffering, their words were crumbled and broken.

Because little teeth were biting into their back, claws scratching at their ears, tails holding on tightly to their neck.

Everything was broken and destroyed; their pencil was broken, their beautiful words crumbled and destroyed;

Their story was suffering, their body was suffering.

Their last memories were of the sharp teeth digging into flesh, the heavy walls crushing them, and the painful loss of all their beautiful, beautiful gibberish written upon the blank pages.