Abusive lifestyle upon a tragic event of a ceremony that ends in more suffering.
Though with that thought, witness of curses and the following energy your thrown into more pain!
⅄on, ɐɹǝ ıuʇo ɐ ɥoןǝ oɟ ɯɐpuǝss, ʇɥɐʇ ʇnɹus ʎon qopʎ ʇıןן ıʇ qǝups ɟoɹ...
Ice cream. . .staring at what was a scoop of it on a cone. Y/N looks down at it, seemingly holding the same disgust as a crushed roach on the road.
Could the bag he held have more disgust? Condoms and Control Pills brought for pleasure or protection.
Seemingly Y/N doesn't knows he's been saved or still wants to suffer.
Face covered in a mask and a hat tipped over covering puffy eyes from dried up tears, sticking to skin like clay feeling silk fall from bone and muscle. Enriching soil with his dry carcess.
Holding out a hand, hoping a sign may come towards them. Can it be a bird, curse, or angel. Even a false God can be of help. . .
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"Really?"
Pressure coming from a new breath giving death to his ear, unable to hear her.
Only the one sharing same air as her, can be Shadow Lady.
Figure forming from fabrication of the boy's mind somebody warming and cold. Her four eyes glowing in the dark of her domain where she made a nest.
A nest filled of eggs she wished they will hatch, staring at what seems threatening a new figure:
Radiance Lady.
Glowing much brighter then her fours eyes, becoming her shadow without a word or action.
All she can do is watch.
As a challenger comes, risking her place as Y/N's sweet mother.
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Goodnight
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