[Seeing as it's New Year's day and all, I'll warn you that this is somewhat depressing! Sorry. >.<]

The Fawn

Weakness, of body and of mind. I am falling to it. I have sold my soul to the traitor, with less remorse than I should have. Darkweaver? You'll never know. You'll never know that I've let myself trust him, let myself grow closer to his mate...Even knowing what he's done to you, all the horrible things.

And you, Darkweaver, were my first friend.

If he knows a way out of here...then so be it. I want out; I'll do anything to escape this endless prison, to get back to mommy and daddy.

They must...miss me...
Unless they've forgotten.

My peacock friend, Ducky? Where are you now? Are you still so frightened? Have I betrayed you, leaving you behind like this?

My kindred soul, Anko. Where are you? Do you lurk within the shadows still? Do you still look for me, wait for me? Or have you forgotten?

Ah, Leonard, Listless...Leonard. I remember that I confided my soul in you. You and I are kindred souls as well, in mind and in body. Have you fallen to your brother's control, Leonard, and forgotten me? Have you forgotten what I told you?

Have you forgotten that I am dying?

Worse, this illness gets. Worse. I am losing ground. I have my good days, but...not lately. I cannot move much anymore. Not without fits of coughing, dry and prolonged, so long that I think they might never end, fits that bring about rolling headaches...

My body, too, is weak. I fear it cannot hold me anymore. I don't know. It's such a frail balance, a scale weighted against me. Cold winds come to steal my breath even farther away.

I am losing the fight.
I must get out of here, must escape the pull of the Twins.
If I don't...
If I don't...
I don't know what will happen.

[Again, it's early in the morning, so I have no idea how this sounds. >.< ]