Welcome, welcome to Caraval...
Beware of getting swept too far away...
I should have stopped writing him letters after year 52, Elantine Dynasty. But I didn't. That may have been my biggest mistake to begin with.
In fact, I did stop writing to him for a few years. But I was so hell-bent on finding a way to make my sister happy. In finding a sliver of happiness myself even if it was just watching my sister live out one of our dreams. so I decided to write him more letters three years after that.
Now I lie here, in this fancy magical bed, images of the game in my head. Making it almost impossible to get any sleep.
The game's motto playing in my head over and over again.
Magic or not, don't believe them. Isn't that the point of the game?
YOU ARE READING
It's Just A Game
FanfictionScarlett Dragna has never left the tiny island where her and her sister, Tella, live with their powerful and cruel father. Four years, Scarlet had wished for her sister and herself to go to the infamous show, Caraval. After years of not receiving a...
