• Prologue •

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Her first instinct had been to run, because who wants to be killed? It had been a fast and foolish decision, irrational if you may say so. 

But in the end, it lead her here. 

And as she patiently waited as she wasn't afraid anymore, she wouldn't run again like she did before. 

Today she would meet death with open arms. It would be a welcoming feeling, softly drifting off into nothingness—the end of a life she did not choose nor desire to live. 

She would finally and truly be free in the abyss of the brightest sky in our nightmares. 

ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ, 

             ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴅɪᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ. 

Never did she imagine things would turn out like this, it was frightening what lay ahead, not knowing the unknown scared her to some extent. 

But maybe that's just why she was able to prepare for it. 

And soon the unknown became known

𝙏𝙬𝙤 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 - ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ɴᴏᴛᴇ x ᴏᴄWhere stories live. Discover now