I never thought it would be like this.
I always thought that was fantasy.
But it can happen to anyone.
I ran. Ran faster than I ever had. Through the forest, past everything I ever knew. I leaped through the berry bushes that weren't as sweet, ran through branches that weren't cinnamon.
I never thought she was that smart.
I really thought I could've made it.
But I guess that was wrong.
I laid there, quietly grinning as I took my last breath. She ran, but it wasn't the end. There's no such thing as an end. Only beginnings. And this was my new beginning.
I never thought corruption was real.
I always thought it was fake.
But then again, magic isn't.
I watched my arms grab them. Tear the fur off their flesh. I watched blood pour out. A screech came out of my mouth. I no longer owned myself. I sat back in my mind, crying as destruction happened in the eyes that were once mine.
I never thought life could be sour.
I always thought it was sweet.
But there's always sour candy.
My frozen tears wet the snow. I curled up as my snout turned blue, purple, red. All I had was my mind left. My paws began to burn. Frost bite was the least of my worries. I heard her voice. That was the last I ever heard.
I never thought peace was a thing.
I always felt destruction.
But there's always an escape, I guess.
The wind blew off my hat as I fell. The river approached my face, and for the first time I smiled. I heard their screams, I heard their crying. What's so bad about happiness?
I never thought I could be lost.
I was always at home.
But maybe I was always lost...
I crawled through the never-ending green terrain, desperately looking for my house. People said my house was in the middle of nowhere, now I am. I guess I could make another... it's not like I'm going anywhere.
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Masquerade
FantasyParsley and Paprika wander tad off trail in the forest, and end up getting into deadly trouble. Running into friends and foes on their journey home, they find themselves in deeper trouble than they thought- and not everyone can be trusted.