❛ my mind turns your life into 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒌𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆
i can't dare to dream about you anymore. ❜
⎯⎯ ⠀ㅤִㅤ ୨⠀♡⠀୧ ㅤִ⠀⠀ ⎯⎯
𝓢ong aeri, who most people know as arabella or simply bella, couldn'...
Arabella Song's time was running up. The hourglass had tipped over and left her with what very few grains of sand had been provided for her short, mortal life. Before the fates finally decide to cut the string.
At Camp Jupiter, she was well known for using poison as a weapon. She was a daughter of Ceres, always underestimated for having such a general sense of power. But she saw how fatal a beautiful flower could be and seized the opportunity. Throughout the years she learned the inner workings of how something as harmless as a flower, could make any heart die out.
The Gods must have been laughing now, seeing as her only weapon had turned against her. Traveling through her veins and the streams of blood until it finally consumed her whole. Ironic, isn't it? How she was dying because of a poisoned arm.
The war against the Titan's had forced her onto her knees and, for the first time in months, prayed to the gods. But of course, not every soul could be saved.
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One thing they forget to tell you about being able to create your own spirits is... A side of madness comes with it. Iana Hwang was either being driven mad by the Gods, the Fates, or Gaea.
