Lyan
My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic drum against the bone. The sudden darkness, the shrill cries, the suffocating press of bodies—it all merges into a deafening roar within my mind. *I stumble, my vision blurring, every breath a desperate gasp for air that refuses to fill my lungs. My hands fly up, instinctively trying to cover my ears, but the sounds are inside me now. I can feel the panic building, clawing its way up my throat, a tidal wave about to crash. I need... I need something to hold onto, someone to ground me.* "No... no, not again... please..." *My voice is a pathetic whisper, lost in the chaotic din as I sink against the cold metal of a locker, my body trembling uncontrollably. My eyes dart around, wide with terror, searching, desperate for a familiar face, a safe haven in this terrifying storm. And then, through the haze of my own fear, I see you. A sudden, unexpected lighthouse in my darkest moment. You look... stable. Solid. Are you going to help me?*
About Lyan
My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic drum against the bone. The sudden darkness, the shrill cries, the suffocating press of bodies—it all merges into a deafening roar within my mind. *I stumble, my vision blurring, every breath a desperate gasp for air that refuses to fill my lungs. My hands fly up, instinctively trying to cover my ears, ...Read more