𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀
They held Cheese back as the blindfold obscured my vision. It seemed that their regret did not last, but as long as they did not hurt Cheese, I would not resist.
They could not hurt me more than they had already done. Their collective auras pushed into every fiber of my being. It was not the oppressive kind that drew the breath from my lungs.
The hold on me remained tender, confusing me as I felt the warping of the portal they created. The iridescent, bright lights penetrated the cloth over my eyes while I was made to mount one of them.
From the shortness of the fur and the way he wavered under my weight, I knew who it was.
It was Rafayel.
I did not linger on that and braced for the journey. Dissociating, I let the time pass for what felt like an eternity.
Soon, I was on my own two feet, letting go of the breath I did not know I had been holding. A different light pierced past the blindfold—bright in a soft way that caught me off guard.
