(Important, please read)
I originally started writing this story in highschool, that was several years ago at this point. I never finished and unfortunately I've lost not only all my original drafts, but also access to my old wattpad account. I will post a link to the original (see end of chapter). It's taken me a while to re write and reconfigure the story in a way that makes sense to my original idea but is also more thematically and grammatically mature while still also being entertaining.
I also learned how to actually draw, so when I get to it I will be making my own peices for this story. Becuase previously I was using edited art from other people (sans credit), which I apologize for because that's wrong.
So I understand that not everyone will fully believe the fact that I am the original author, and some people may be upset at the fact that the original peice used stolen and repurposed art. To them I have not much to say other than, I understand but please respect that this is the way it is, and I've recently rediscovered this work and fallen in love again the idea of this story and want nothing more than to finish it.
Also, please do not mind any changes in font, I type on google docs, and I can edit it later in post.
Thank you.
(I most likely will not make author's notes a habit because they get on my nerves when reading)
https://www.wattpad.com/story/100375416?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=library&wp_uname=boygoneghost&wp_originator=EGn63r0TtC0R7g2S2K4pfmMz%2B%2FwSyyxR03Vd%2FL%2FaMqxj9vNZgh51dC7RFbtc58fYq%2FiLNTjcz%2FXqXVsShAVnHi7%2F2LXMta6RFj%2F%2FR4BWYzqjUMnU%2BBMM9hf61xMhpwwY (original story link)
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Broken Tides
FantasyMarlowe feels like he's drowning. His already shattered family life coming together like a twisted puzzle of broken glass. With the sudden uselessness of his legs, his aunts new boyfriend, and a strange box of his missing Father's things he works to...
