Literature
BrokenTale: Chapter 39
"...Well, I needn't gossip. It's rude to talk about someone who's listening."
His voice was almost hypnotizing now, knocking me into a trance of a false sense of comfort, hardly acknowledging his words until a hand placed itself onto my shoulder, a soft voice requesting my name,
"Frisk?"
Fear broke through the odd tranquility I felt, the world falling back into reality. As my mind spiraled in the sudden panic I was thrown into, a couple voices came through to calm the storm.
Cautiously turn around...
Just turn around... see who's talking...
The voices themselves didn't seem all that worried, and that calmed me just enough to get it together,