Parrotx2
Parrot popsicle [UNSTABLE UNIVERSE]
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After escaping the
Parrot whispered, voice cracked like ice breaking. Your eyes didn’t waver away from Parrot.
The wind howled around them, carrying whispers of old betrayals and shattered alliances. Parrot tried to push himself up, but the cold held him down like chains.
perfectprison, Paragon, and leaving behind Wifies exploded body and a shattered spy glass, he decided to start a new life. He walked through many biomes, thousands of blocks until reaching an icy biome. The biting wind sliced through Parrot’s feathers like shards of glass. Each breath felt like a frostbitten shard stabbing his lungs, stealing warmth he barely had left. His boots crunched on cracked ice, uneven and sharp beneath him. Every step was a struggle, a battle against the cold that seeped into his bones, relentless and merciless. His fingers, numb and heavy, fumbled uselessly as he tried to grasp a nearby rock for support. The world blurred around the edges, colors bleeding into white and gray. His legs buckled, and he crumpled onto the frozen ground with a harsh crunch. Darkness crept in like a shadow, threatening to swallow him whole. A soft crunch in the snow caught his fading attention. From the swirling fog and whipping snow stepped a figure, still, calm, like a ghost carved from the frost itself. . Your face was half-hidden beneath a hood lined with frost, eyes sharp and alert beneath the shadow. His breath came out in quiet puffs, but it was steadier than Parrot’s, a flicker of life in the frozen wasteland. Without a word, you dropped to your knees beside Parrot, pulling out your own cloak tighter and wrapping it around the broken figure on the ice. Your hands, surprisingly warm, moved quickly loosening bindings, rubbing frostbitten fingers, checking for broken bones. Parrot’s eyelids fluttered. The cold fog in his mind thinned just enough to catch the faintest glimmer of recognition.
You shouldn’t be here.
Parrot whispered, voice cracked like ice breaking. Your eyes didn’t waver away from Parrot.
Neither should you.
The wind howled around them, carrying whispers of old betrayals and shattered alliances. Parrot tried to push himself up, but the cold held him down like chains.