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Nada Pero Muerte
Hay los cementerios que son solos,
sepulcros por completo de los huesos que no hacen un sonido,
el corazón que se mueve a través de un túnel,
en él oscuridad, oscuridad, oscuridad,
como un naufragio morimos el entrar nosotros mismos,
como si nos ahogábamos dentro de nuestros corazones,
como si vivimos cayendo de la piel en el alma.- Pablo Neruda
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𝒲ℴℴ𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓃𝑔
∾𝓘 am scared of the dark...
I am a fucking creature of the night. How am I scared of the dark?!
Wooyoung flashed his glowing red eyes in the dark, hoping to see more as he looked over his shoulder anxiously. Just like any other creature of the night, his vision was perfectly fine in low light, but to those who claimed that it wasn't a fear of the dark, but what was in it...
He would have loved nothing more than to laugh in their faces.
He was definitely scared of the dark, because it was the dark that brought the monsters out to play, and if the dark simply never existed, then there wouldn't be anything to worry about.
Carried upon a soft breeze, the sweet, sweet scent of Elfdust wafted over him, tickling his nose and causing his eyes to glitter from crimson red to crystal blue. He felt a shiver slither down his spine as his body craved another inhalation; his hands jittering in anticipation.
The sweet scent of freedom.
The desperate promise of an escape.
It had been many nights since he'd last visited a dust den, meaning his body was tingling with withdrawals.
And so in the Shadows, he set off in the direction of his paradise with a sense of anticipation, for although he didn't exactly know why, he had a feeling he didn't want to miss this one.
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In The Shadows | A Novel
Fantasy☽∾⭐︎∾☾ In a world where all the myths and legends are true and the blood you are born with determines whether you will oppress, or 𝘣𝘦 oppressed, a group of boys from opposing bloodlines come together in an unlikely alliance, only to find themselve...