⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 ࿐ྂ

00┊ 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮 ┊⋆ ┊ .

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 ࿐ྂ

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❛ 𝘞𝘌𝘓𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘌, 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑,
𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘈 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘
𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝘋𝘖 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘕𝘖𝘛? ❜

broken wings, pitiful fairy. - no. 00 (prologue)

Fire. Fire as far as the eye could see. The once lush green forest became a burning hellscape. The clear, blue skies had turned a pale grey. The jolly ballads and joy-filled cheers of the people were drowned out by cries, sobs, and screams. Friends who never spent a day apart, would now never see each other again. The friends that she held so dear, had turned against her. But it wasn't her fault, was it?

It was. It was her fault. Her ignorance and selfishness caused this, she would say to herself.

There was blood. Blood on the trees, blood on the ashes, blood on her.

She is choking back her sobs. But what's that going to do? She couldn't save her people, her loved ones, all because she was selfish. She ponders, does she really deserve to live? The toxic fumes are making it painful to breathe. She is in pain. She is hurt. Hurt from her friends, from her family, hurt from all of her broken bones, hurt from the deep cut in her torso. She's crying. Why? She had it coming for her. She only feels bad because it finally came around to her. Karma's a bitch.

Her bones are broken, her vision is impaired, she's bleeding out. Her wings are torn.

❛ 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄!

𝘞𝘌 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘗 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄! ❜

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