―book three in the folklore series
a child who lost everything
sits on the doorstep of a
house that is no longer there.
―the vampire diaries and the originals
╔═══════x°⊙°x═══════╗ AURORA THE AWAKENED ╚═══════x°⊙°x═══════╝
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❝ born in destruction, it follows you everywhere you go. raised in destruction, it is the only friend you know. maybe peace is not meant for all of us. ❞
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AURORA WAS TIRED. That was the tale they told. Her own home had chewed her up and spat her out, the blackouts and the banishment were like a tongue against a loose tooth. Do you know how difficult it is to talk about the day your own city dragged you by the hair, down the old familiar streets, past the dark and dreary cemetery, towards the burning torsos impaled on metal poles like flags? When she met others like her she immediately recognized the longing, the missing, the memory of ash on their faces. No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark. This is the home that built her and she is going to burn it down. This is the river that she crawled from and she refused to drown. Cruelty has made her a monster, but all along she has wanted to be tender. Cruel hands birth nothing but cruel hands and so the cycle continues.
