Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-29818417-20180512233311/@comment-34928186-20180515005059

Taurus laid peacefully for once in a content slumber. In the back of her mind she was commenting on how warm it was....Even though she couldn't move she was content like this and smiled a bit in her conciousness.....So quiet.....So warm.....Nothing to harm her at all. They wouldn't come and force her to do anything. They couldn't touch her. Nothing could harm her in this content 'sleep. She might just stay this way for a while consumed by the inky darkness. To herself it was like being wrapped in a comforting blanket like the arms of a mother. The only memory she had of her family was the scent of freshly baked minty bread as it came out of the oven and the warmth of her mother's arms before being stripped away from her. Taurus felt no shame nor did she feel the paranoia she had felt for years but the slightest bit of guilt hit her.