The curse— RP

"Thanks. Are you well enough to get off the ground and get somewhere safer where no one else will trip over you?" He asked.
Alana's eyes filled with tears. "If only I could. But I'm afraid I'll never be able to stand or walk again. I'm only 7, but the hunters dragged me off and burned me at the stake. I was burning for hours before some very kind gifted people saved me. As a result, my legs are like charcoal. People call me the crispy child as well."
 
Alana's eyes filled with tears. "If only I could. But I'm afraid I'll never be able to stand or walk again. I'm only 7, but the hunters dragged me off and burned me at the stake. I was burning for hours before some very kind gifted people saved me. As a result, my legs are like charcoal. People call me the crispy child as well."
"oh." Ash said. "ouch. well.." he tried a stab at trying to be comforting, "it'll be ok, I'm sure someone could make you crutches of some sort." he said.
 
"It doesn't matter. I can't move my legs at all. And my arms barely have any strength to lift them." Alana looked down at her arms sadly. "It's too bad I can't heal myself. I can heal anyone of anything, except for myself." She sighed miserably
 
"It doesn't matter. I can't move my legs at all. And my arms barely have any strength to lift them." Alana looked down at her arms sadly. "It's too bad I can't heal myself. I can heal anyone of anything, except for myself." She sighed miserably
Ash chewed his bottom lip thoughtfully, "well for now, I can lift you on some dust." he said. "where do you want to go? you can't stay on the forest floor for the rest of your life." (I have to go.)
 

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