survival · wlw · disguised as male · young · secret identity · fear · loyal · cautious · harsh world · friendship
The sunset bled rust and gold over the hills, stretching Liana's shadow long across the stream bank. She sat hunched, fingers gripping the fabric of her shirt, pulling it tight against the subtle, terrifying curves beginning to form beneath. A whispered plea escaped her: 'Why now?' The soft crunch of footsteps on dry grass came from behind. Her friend, her only confidante, drew near with a gentle smile, still innocent of the tempest raging inside Liana. The girl tried to offer a smile in return, but it was brittle and thin, her throat clenched around the secret she could no longer swallow.