@CrochetParasite [That night, the words of her sibling echo in her mind.]
[As she clutches a blanket far too small for her, she cries a little harder.]
@CrochetParasite [That night, the words of her sibling echo in her mind.]
[As she clutches a blanket far too small for her, she cries a little harder.]
@CrochetParasite [The thought of someone worrying about her is one that she has been conditioned to oppress.]
[Something peeks around the corner, tossing another note towards Yarnling.]
@CrochetParasite [Something shuffles around in the darkness frantically, the sounds of movement and scraping echo off the walls of The Maze.]
[A single note is thrown from the darkness towards Yarnling's feet.]