Sometimes I find it hard to see. To see a purpose with in me. For if our light must really merge, we must fight, and quell this purge. A hazy image lost at sea, a bloody curse is the key, to break the fate that one strung, and bring a door to the closed of one.
Two souls set, intwined as two, to bond, and break a hex of lew. One is in an endless sleep, three are troubled without bet, .....
...and the two mentioned before-must see the other, and switch the four. As cyprtic as this may sound, find the answer, and words will be found.
-Find the answer to this riddle, and I can confirm I will update at least four more chapters with over 700 words. I am so gonna regreat this.
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His cracked soul
FanfictionMy first story so bear with me! Just a draft so if you like it tell me and I'll continue:) People go into war thinking of glory. People in war think of peace. And people, when they come out, more oft ten than not are broken. For some though, war is...
