Literature
Fading Colors -Chapter 5
Chapter 5: |
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|Shipping| |Sad| |Dark|
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Applejack stumbled for a sense of direction, having only enough vision to make out the faint outline of walls in this dark tomb. The stale air lingered, weighed down with years of undisturbed dust. Applejack took a breath of the old air, coughing as the musty acrid undertone of mold invaded her nostrils.
Having no choice, Applejack braved the stale air, navigating the labyrinth, not sure in which direction to head. She had been so close to setting Dash free, just to have it all taken away by Dash's own denial. Her body felt exhausted, every muscle ached, begging her to stop