Thanks to forensicsgirl who made it possible to post the story here! You are awesome!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author’s Note: This is pretty different from my normal writing style – or at least the normal writing style that I would normally share. It’s very stream-of-consciousness in style.
It’s also extremely angsty, so consider yourselves warned.
No characters are named, but it is written from Sofia’s POV, and her observations/feelings regarding Sara.
I see it burning there behind your eyes, searing into me. Branding me.
Scorched flesh. Charred and damaged. We are nothing except casualties now. Casualties – or perhaps walking wounded… our wounds scars and one day – nothing. A slight mark on our skin the only indication.