𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒,
It was scary how far she would go to protect them.
the lengths she would take to keep them safe.
no matter the cost she knew she would sacrifice
herself for them, she would kill for them and
she knew that no matter what...
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a/n: I never do this but I think you guys will enjoy this chapter quite a bit... just saying...
The night was a canvas of silent darkness, illuminated only by the gentle glow of the bioluminescent flora.
Zö'ilen found solace in the ethereal light, her nerves settling as the vibrant hues wrapped around her like a comforting embrace. This hidden forest had become her refuge—a secret world where she could escape the chaos and reconnect with the part of herself she was forced to put behind her.
She had snuck out countless times since discovering this sanctuary, drawn to the tranquility that grounded her, if only for a little while. Tonight, however, wasn't just about escaping; it was about finding space to process the storm that had hit her life earlier that day. The stillness of the forest helped her think, helped her breathe, until the quiet was broken by a voice she knew too well.
"I was hoping you'd wake up," the voice said from behind her, its tone laced with humor.
Zö'ilen didn't bother to turn around, there was no need. The voice, the accent—it was all too familiar. "Glad to know you weren't hoping for my demise," she replied, her words clipped, sarcasm barely masking the tension still coiled in her.
