Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170224211505/@comment-26854056-20170228222703

Alice stirred slightly from under the covers, her watery eyes peeking out from the corner of the blanket. They were still devoid of emotion, but she looked more animated as she was before. Her pale skin was still crossed with veins and scarred with the pieces of glass that shattered and dug deep into her palms, but she was regaining her colour. Recovering.

Alice tried to speak, but could only create a small, hoarse whine. She scowled lightly, not appreciating how weak she looked at the moment, and buried herself deeper into the blankets.