Cheyanne

(( thank you to everyone who has rped with me on this character! i've had fun beyond explanation, and i'll miss all the stupid brawls and quarrels and feuds. <3 ))

That aching feeling that your time is near, but that there's not near enough time to relish all that is dear. Each step forward is a battering ram sending you back, and you can't help but wonder if this is punishment for all they say that you lack. “I'll be a better person, I swear!” You lie through clenching teeth out of fear. 

How many times?

How many times can you be pushed from a cliff and live?

There's got to be a final tier in the fate at hand, a band of late music announcing the cure of your agony.