((::mutters something about assholism and Tehr being the defintion:: ))

Ryleigh blinked surprised as her cot tipped back, she went with it, the force and speed making her land hard on her side...with her arm bent oddly under her.

A sickening crack was heard and Ryleigh screamed out fully in pain, rolling on her back, kicking at the cot that was tangled oddly in her legs, furiously and in frustration until it was somewhere in the middle of the room.

She sighed, while lying on her back, hot tears flowing out of closed blue eyes freely, she couldn't take it anymore, she was tired, and Tehr insisted on making her feel like @#%$.

As she held her now cracked wrist against her chest, she cried full out (stuttering sobs an all), "I hate this place so much. Merlin please let someone come save us..." She cried scooting herself into the corner of the tent and curling into a ball, still holding her fractured wrist gingerly.

"Oh Peregrin. please...I miss you so much..." She added softly, her tears not faltering. "Peregrins please, I need you here, please...please where are you." She finished, her sobs fading in the slightest as she curled further into her ball, the dirt gathering on her clothes and face. her wrist throbbing, reddening and beginning to swell as the painfilled seconds passed.

Edited by: Ryleigh Atalanta at: 12/16/01 6:23:14 am