She was framed, She was harassed, she was raped, she was assaulted, she was abused, she was driven to commit suicide multiple times, and her name was the Philippines also known as Maria Dela Clara a kind, friendly, cheerful, bright, cherry, and sunn...
A girl with blue hair that was tied in a low bun was looking directly at the ocean in front of her wondering how long it has been since the last she saw what she actually look like.
Covered with a veil and never dare to look at herself in the mirror in fear that she would remember the nightmare that she'd rather not remember she frowned remembering them...
"ate ate ate! martial has-"
"shut up SHUT UP!!SHUT UP GREG!! "
she stopped for a second and look behind her seeing her two little brothers when she was banished she found them so frail, so fragile, and so weak she felt pity and adopted them without a second thought
it has been 500 decades since then and she has been living peacefully like she wanted she was in a part of her land somewhere secluded, somewhere no one knows, somewhere no one has explored yet and only she knows where that is
"hm, among nangyayari? martial tigilan mo ang paghihila sa buhok ng kuya mo"
She shook her head and martial the young boy gritted his teeth and stop pulling on his older brother's hair
"So Gregorio what were you trying to say?"
the boy named Gregorio perk up and was about to say that his twin brother Martial had a little crush on her but stopped when Martial was glaring at him staring into his heterochromia eyes he frozed and didn't say anything further and just sobbed
the ex-country master sighs softly and kneels down to his height she started to talk sweet and calming things her voice was like honey, like water drops, and like a fluffy cloud soft mellow and motherly that even martial calmed down and look at the older girl lovingly
martial when he and his brother was saved by this unknown lady he felt safe and calm it was like she was trying to say she was trying to help them to protect them without words of need he slowly began to soften around the older woman and would always cling unto her
always needing her soft touch, that motherly voice that he can never get enough of, and her petite figure but he knows that behind those are covered with something but he probably doesn't want to know...
"shall we get going now? it is getting dark and I have collected enough fish for all of us"
"ate look it's Luna and toothless!!!"
the young woman look up and smiled under her veil she then started walking with the two twins following behind her once they finally arrived at their cottage where she saw her pets still flying they will probably land later she thought to herself
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