User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7562999-20170805155533

The armor's chinks emit steam and the suit begins to fall away, piece by piece before seemingly vanishing. All that remains is a small earpiece over Goldenheart's right ear. ARIS's voice comes from that piece. "Please hurry doctors. I fear that Goldenheart is have quite the troubled sleep.

Goldenheart finds herself in a white room. She's been here for what seems like a long time. The table she sits at also has one other occupant who has tried to engage in conversation with her a few times but with no avail. The navy blue unicorn across the table looks gaunt and haggard. Worry lines etch his usually playful expression. His ice blue eyes are dull instead of sparkle. When he speaks it is without the snark and luster it used to have. "Why won't you speak to me? I am trying to warn you. Goldenheart...you can't hate me forever. Please...this is the only time we can speak...when you are on Death's Door. I'm your father...please."

His voice is strained and cracking. And still Goldenheart stares forward at him coldly.