Anabella's Resolution (XII)

Yet Anabella remained silent. Her hands on the magic gun slightly trembled as she set her eyes on the target. On the creature desperately hugging the corpse of its brethren for any hint of warmth, of comfort, still prevelant within.

"..."

She watched in silence, her heart sinking even deeper into her stomach. She grit her teeth and raised the magic gun to aim, yet could not find the courage to pull the trigger. No matter how much she convinced herself, she did not have enough strength to pull it off.

Her aim was also quite unstable, as her body continously trembled. Her shot, would probably miss by a large margin.

'Is this... the right thing to do..?' She thought, her determination wavering. They were indeed monsters, true, but wouldn't she be a similar monster were she to release the trigger? Her heart wavered along her determination.

Is this... what I truly want? Her thoughts began biting back at her. Her determination, her resolution, her desire, they all bit back at her.

Bea
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