They looked at Jay for a moment, putting their arm around her as well. "Thanks..."
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Using the wall they had bumped against, they slowly and clumsily tried to stand. The pain in their back got worse, but they managed to get off the ground.
ivor's place m8
and it would be best to bring them
"Please don't leave me!" Clover shouted as loud as they could after Jay, reaching with one hand towards them. "Don't leave me with that... thing!"
and it would be best to bring them
"Please don't leave me!" Clover shouted as loud as they could after Jay, reaching with one hand towards them. "Don't leave me with that... thing!"
They ate it slowly, weakly chewing. They were weak. Very weak. Help them up and try to find a potion of healing.
Clover's breaths and sobs slowly got weaker. They're fading into unconsciousness. Hurry.
Clover ignored the footsteps. "I don't care! I could survive this!" they choked out, beginning to sob. They hit their back against a wall, a whimper of pain resulting.
"N-No.. Please.. Please don't.." They sit up a little and scoot away frantically, absolutely terrified. "I don't want to die now.. Please don't hurt me.."
They groaned. "Head... ache..." They continued to lay there, writhing in pain, glaring up at Wither slightly. "What... What have you done to me...?"
"I can't promise that..." Little did they know, Wither Sickness had infected them, causing an inability to heal wounds. There was a greyish tint to their eyes, blood, and skin. Their fever was increasingly high. They did not look well.
"F-Food. Get food." They looked hopeful. Oh no. They weren't gonna let go any time soon. This wasn't their time.
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