' A Small W I P Book '

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╰┈➤ 𝙰 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖

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It was a dream,

or was it a nightmare?

when did it even begin?

why did it even happen?

It began like every other day in the mirror room, the mirrors glistened as Liyana walked in, her hazel eyes droopy and soft bags beginning to form underneath, her face fell at the room's cold temperature. She shivered, her posture slouched, she yawned her dark red silky hair falling to her face.

She sighed walking around the room her fingers lightly caressing the mirrors, her body shivered, she frowned. 

Her reflection was gloomy as she was, she raised a hand, so did her reflection, behind her a man held a dagger tightly, as he was shaking he sighed "Liyana." was all he had said before throwing it right by her head cause the mirror to shatter and fall by her feet, she raised her arms to protect her face, anger slowly bubbled inside her, "you absolute prick-" she began but stopped after another dagger was thrown directly at her heart she fell forwards toppling to the ground with the rest of the shards.

she woke with a start gasping heavily, holding her chest feeling pain surge inside her, she looked and saw the dagger she fell back once more, her bed melting away she fell in an endless void of darkness

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