─────────────────────────────'For she was the one meant for a warrior's life.
Alone and rewarded and solemn, uncaring.
Never looking for much else,
guided by flaw and pain and loss.
But she,
She was the sun.
Too blinding and bright and tough to resist.
Baring to all her hurt, scared but strong,
Braving the depths of pain to bring, to another soul, her light.'- Isla m.p
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Fighting it
ActionRyna was born to be alone. A soldier made to help others until the day she died. Never having someone of her own. Beating herself into a person of stone, impenetrable. It was better that way. And Emlyn. She was the unexpected sun, destined to...