Can you take this lonely girl?
And pick her up from off the ground?


What was going on with everyone? Shyra was sat in a corridor of the castle of the Core and it was no suprise that she was scared. All around her, people were becoming vicious, doing things and seemed to have forgotton what it was to be human. The young tourette girl was curled up, her knees tucked into her chest as she watched. Not the doing of things cause that was just wrong, but she could hear it. Something had drove people inside. She'd had a banging headache like everyone else, but the symptoms had yet to appear. But the little virgin girl wasn't going to go doing things with a complete stranger. At least she didn't want to. It seemed like people had lost control. Was it because they'd been in this castle too long? Perhaps. Could it be one of these other misfortunes to fall upon Shaman. Definately.


So Shyra stays hidden in the shadows, staying away from everyone else. Someone would find her here, that much she knew, but she was hoping they would not. She was so scared it hurt her. It was a kind of fear she usually held but seven times stronger. It was a miracle in itself that she hadn't died of a heart attack. Her wide brown eyes were filled with tears as she heard everything going on around her. She would stay here forever if nessersary to avoid everyone else. She would stay here if it prevented her getting raped. She would die hungry if it would just take all this away. And now, the tears fall and Shyra buries her head into her knees and allows them to. But then, she senses someone is watching and she looks up. Oh no...they've found her.


There's no pride, to be found
When you follow sheep around...

Shyra Talownski