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🐉MorsDraco Island🐉
Forum-Index → Roleplay → 🐉MorsDraco Island🐉Of all the days to be wearing a tank-top, Zoe had to pick today. The one sweatshirt she owned, that had once belonged to her brother, was with the rest of her luggage. Maybe that plane had crashed, maybe it was already in Florida waiting for her. The point being, not only was Zoe dying of thirst, her injuries, and general exhaustion, but now she could add freezing temperatures to the list. Great. She stumbled through the sand, trying to keep her injured leg away from the grainy ground. Every time it dropped, she had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming in pain. Eventually, she had to stop. "Need water," she gasped to herself. But as she dropped to her knees, shivering violently, she heard the splash of water. Oasis. She laughed with relief, before stopping suddenly with the pain it brought. She quickly scooped up as much water as she could handle, her fingers shaking violently. She kept scooping up water until she started choking on it. Water dripped from her face and chest. She stayed there awhile, unmoving. Eventually, she remembered her injury and shifted so that her leg was extended in front of her, splashing water onto it. The pain eventually stopped throbbing, and she paused, sighing with relief. But now she realized the gnawing hunger in the pit of her stomach. "Great," she sighed, her voice clearer now that she had drank.
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