𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
"I have a note from my tennis instructor. He would prefer if i didn't expose myself to any training that might derail his teaching."
"I never said that, Antheia."
"Hush, Jasper."
𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐱...
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Antheia had walked upon the earth for thousands of years. Once the centre of myths and legends for an entire civilisation because of the powers that inhabited her primordial being; powers gifted from a curse that left her craving the life force of others. In the times when beings of the night could walk freely, among those they deemed their lesser beings, posing as Gods and Goddesses Antheia was looked upon most favourably. Her skin glistened in the sun, and she endeavoured to give all those around her bountiful, fertile ground and her constant sprigs of flowers assured her followers that spring was indeed there to stay.
