- Azure Skies -

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Island Chapter 6: Back From the Dead

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I woke up with the nastiest headache in all of history and propped myself up against a tree and feeling like I just got gut-punched by a bus. Staggered to my feet and whistled Paris over from her grazing, hauling myself onto her with sharp pangs of agony. Fun.

I practically gave up when I got home. A few amateur medical sessions later, I was sprawled out on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. Guess that stupid bullheaded dino got his revenge after all, huh? Well I have it’s skull. HA- ow.

I scooted myself back with my good arm, leaning against the thatch wall for support as I turned my new mask in my hands. Crossing the river cleaned it up, sure, but I used up all my fiber patching myself up, so the straps will have to wait. I set it down on the nearest storage crate and crawled into bed. Too in pain to do anything other than be in bed, anyway.

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Soooo… deaths in the run(s) will be injuries. Somewhat. Plot armor can’t protect from getting your free trial of undamaged bones revoked, homie.

Your knees, my baseball bat. Plot armor THAT, protagonist. /j

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~ SG

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