#overthrow/prison break of a prison in a volcano

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

It's really funny writing a fantasy series because everyone else has maps that I will go absolutely batshit insane over because they're so gorgeous and detailed-

And this is my baby. Courtesy of Paint. Feast your eyes on my VERY DETAILED WIP map for my Seven Sanctuaries series:

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Febuwhump Day 2- “I can’t take this anymore.”

Chase always tends to have more worst days than good. He was used to it. Used to faking a smile, used to pretending everything was okay and nothing bothered him. Not for his sake but for his friends, his family. The ones he had grown to call brothers, despite them not feeling the same towards him.

However, this day had always been the day where he couldn’t bring himself to smile. To pretend that his world wasn’t falling apart. The father bit his quivering lip, stifling a sob. Red, puffy eyes stared at the bottle sitting in front of him, his mind going in around and around debating if he should break his three months of being sober up. What would Jackie say? He would probably be disappointed, he might not admit it but Chase always saw the hint of disappointment in his indigo eyes every time he came back to square one.

Marvin... Marvin would probably say it’s okay. He’d probably hold him in a tight embrace, stopping him from reaching the all too familiar amber liquid. Maybe let him cry his soul out until he passed out.

Henrik... Chase laughs quietly. The doctor would reassure him that having relapses was part of the healing process. He’s supposed to say that, right? Like every other professional, and he knew Henrik was all about professionalism. But... did he really mean it?

Jameson... the father chokes up in a sob. How could he ever disappoint his best friend...? Does Jameson even consider this dead beat a friend? He always saw through him, saw through his fake smile, through the bad days. He saw through his lies. And yet, he never judged him. Always offered a hand, a hug, a cup of tea on the hard days. He always made sure the vlogger had something to eat and drink when the bed kept him prisoner.... and what did Chase do in return for him?

Sit at the edge of his bed, the all too familiar gun in his trembling hands. ‘I can’t take this anymore...’ the thought echoed in his mind. Despite the thought hunting his waking hours. Hunting him in the quiet, lonely nights. The image of his family, his kids beinf reunited once more always overthrows the hunting thoughts. The day were none of them have to hide, have to live every day like it was the last.

The day all of them would be free of the demon’s control... that day can’t come soon enough.

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