Prompy 7 |
Comfort a friend. Someone has come to you, feeling guilty. They fear their intense, uncontrolled, discarded feelings have become one with the rubbish, and added to the creature’s size and agony. They can sense it being drawn out of their chest, like string off of a spool. It’s taken a lot of courage to get to this point, but they’re here now… They’re here. Draw or write your character listening to, or comforting someone who’s dealing with some very difficult emotions. |
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