alone.
December 18th
Was the forest always this terrifying at night? Luckily, I had finally found him.
When I discovered him in the trap, his silver–white fur was coated in poison vine sap, and his golden eyes were dull and
unfocused.
He couldn’t see.
December 23rd
I
He asked me who I was. He must have been ashamed, realizing a young girl had seen him at his weakest. So I disguised my voice and roughened it to sound like a grown man.
He saw through it. He laughed.
His laugh was so beautiful.
“No… No, Clara!” His voice cracked. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me?”
He cried out my name, and as he read, tears continuously streamed down his face.
He held my diary as he collapsed. His heart throbbed with a pain that shook him to his core.
I stood before him, watching.
+15 BONU!
A cold laugh escaped my lips.
“Regret,
Connor? Before my consciousness faded in that deep well, I regretted a thousand times more than you ever will now.
“If I had known this would be my end, I never would have saved y
you
“I should have left you in that forest.
“I should have let you
rot.
