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"When a person loves, they bear the risk of hatred happily."
As y/n slept peacefully on her bed, she heard a voice from the far corner of the bed, her being a light sleeper awoke and looked at the direction of the sound. a mirror was present to which she was sure that it wasn't there before...
she walked closer to the mirror, eyeing it curiously when it abruptly began to shine
"HOLY SWEET BABY MORAX-"
she yelled out. she took a step back when suddenly the mirror............spoke?
"As Swift As The Wind
Silent As The Forest
Fierce As The Fire
And As Unshakeable As The Mountains
You Are Divine"
as soon as the mirror spoke those words y/n felt dizzy, but she saw a hand reaching out from the mirror, the hand was......welcoming almost
"They made you into a weapon and told you to find peace...take my hand.."
she reached her hand out and caught hold of the hand before she slipped away into a deep slumber.
"never let go.."
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