In a world where Soulmates were the norm lived a group of highly famous, internationally admired superheroes. A group brought together by both their jobs and the marks they bared upon their bodies. Strings of nearly complete flowers that arched in t...
'I'm not good with people why do you think I built myself friends?'
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'Let us change that.'
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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢
In a world of endless possibilities, where superheroes and supervillains were the norm lived one very mundane young woman. She held no celebrity status, no superpower, no real claim to any admiration. She held only an obsession for her favourite childhood franchise and a desire to bring it to life.
She remained so hyper focused on this desire, this urge to bring herself real world comfort just like the fantasy comfort her favourite show gave that she almost missed what was out there waiting for her.
Almost.
Because all it took was one assignment at college to bring reality crashing back into her life. And she would soon realise she could no longer ignore the daisy chain that littered her forearm.
No matter how scarred or burnt it first appeared.
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