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Reality Bites - Part 2
April 5, 2019
Drenched, from head to ribbon’s end. He awoke from the same nightmare yet again.
Ryder took off his shirt and wiped his forehead with it before tossing it in the basket full of dirty, damp shirts and towels. He groggily made his way towards the bathroom in order to clean up from the night’s horrific events.
The toadstool splashed water on his face and wiped it down with a towel. He looked up into the mirror to his horror. His eyes widened with surprise. The bags under his eyes were puffy and dark. His entire being seemed rundown. The worst part was what he saw at the base of his chest where his ribbon began. The connection point turned completely black. Hues of dark brown and purple were very noticeable also, much like a very bad bruise. The skin surrounding his lower half was also looked very bruised. He also noticed that his normal bright colored freckles were all dark brown. Even his rune seemed to be losing its bright red luminescence. Instead, it pulsated with a dim dark red glow. The frei knew that these symptoms weren’t a normal occurrence, but he had no idea what to do. He didn’t want to burden Reuben, or anyone for that matter, with any of these trivial things, but instead figured he would wait it out and hope to get better on his own.
Ryder touched his ribbon, stretched it out, and tried to figure out what could have happened. Did he get his ribbon stuck somewhere and yanked on it too hard to cause such a bruise? Nothing like this had ever happened before.
Puzzled, Ryder took to the bed once more, laying in what seemed to be a pool of cold sweat. He stared at the ceiling, slowly rubbing his chest and ribbon. What was going on with him? He hoped only time would tell.
Ryder took off his shirt and wiped his forehead with it before tossing it in the basket full of dirty, damp shirts and towels. He groggily made his way towards the bathroom in order to clean up from the night’s horrific events.
The toadstool splashed water on his face and wiped it down with a towel. He looked up into the mirror to his horror. His eyes widened with surprise. The bags under his eyes were puffy and dark. His entire being seemed rundown. The worst part was what he saw at the base of his chest where his ribbon began. The connection point turned completely black. Hues of dark brown and purple were very noticeable also, much like a very bad bruise. The skin surrounding his lower half was also looked very bruised. He also noticed that his normal bright colored freckles were all dark brown. Even his rune seemed to be losing its bright red luminescence. Instead, it pulsated with a dim dark red glow. The frei knew that these symptoms weren’t a normal occurrence, but he had no idea what to do. He didn’t want to burden Reuben, or anyone for that matter, with any of these trivial things, but instead figured he would wait it out and hope to get better on his own.
Ryder touched his ribbon, stretched it out, and tried to figure out what could have happened. Did he get his ribbon stuck somewhere and yanked on it too hard to cause such a bruise? Nothing like this had ever happened before.
Puzzled, Ryder took to the bed once more, laying in what seemed to be a pool of cold sweat. He stared at the ceiling, slowly rubbing his chest and ribbon. What was going on with him? He hoped only time would tell.