I awoke in the middle of a field, the sun was high and I was laid on top of roses, a few thorns digging into my body. As I sat up, thousands of pretty red roses surrounded me and filled the field. Amongst those roses was a single blue. As if it was calling me, I instantly began heading over, getting scratched by each and every thorn of the red roses. As I arrived at the rose, I looked at my torn clothes. Blood could be seen trickling down my legs and arms. I mentally cursed myself for wearing shorts and a tank top. The stem of the rose was tangled in the red roses stems. I carefully move the stems and pick the blue rose. I slowly start removing the thorns making sure there isn't one that could prick me. I look around, there was one break between the roses.
That must be the way I came from...
I begin heading in the direction. My legs were dripping with blood to the point where I didn't feel anything, they were numb...
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The elemental Scp (Scp 049 x Scp reader)
RomanceScp: 4906, e Nickname: The elemental Class: Euclid Preferred Form: Ice This scp seems to be very intelligent and highly compatible of speech. One of Five, seems to hate scp 4806 D and doesn't seem to sleep. It seems to always wear an oversized hoodi...
