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Related: It Takes Time
"Now he just needs rest..."
Sammy pulled his ear away from the wall, pulling Lil sammie closer.
He shook with fear.
Ever since they had all gotten home, he had darted to the only place that felt even remotely safe.
His room.
And he was never going to leave it ever again.
The world was too dangerous now. The spites all around... all these gros mangled and killed, no nova tree to protect them anymore.
Even dad... the strongest gro he knew... H-hurt so... Bad
The wyngling shuddered at just the thought.
Sammy felt that he could never be safe again.
So, he hid.
Hid from the outside world.
Hid from the pain he saw around himself.
Hid away from it all.
No one could come in his room.
No one could leave.
He couldn't even sleep, or he would be vulnerable.
He simply sat there, Lil Sammie close by, and cried.