When people are hurt, you never know how bad it is until you ask them, and if they dont reaspond youll think their dead. The reality of this being, they were already dead, mentaly. Never ending torture in thier head ringing as if it were a white noise on replay.
What would happen if the white noise stopped?
What would happen if life could be perfect?
What would happen when you only see the world in flames?
What would happen if..........
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The Goddess of Mischief and Reality
FanficY/n Laufeyeson is a HYDRA captive with powers beyond imagination. After destroying everything she loves and cares about. She no longer has a heart to love or care about anything or anyone. That is until on a failed search mission she meets a certain...
