My name is Vriska Serket.
And I might just be the weakest troll of them all.
I gripped the hands of my two friends,
Meenah
and
Tavros
As we approached the human city.
Fear pulsed through my cobalt veins as I sat, legs tucked against my chest.
Meenah reached out her hand warmly, a sharp-toothed grin on her face. I smiled faintly, standing up and rubbing my arm nervously. Tavros huffed, standing between us. I stuck out my tongue, turning back and facing the human city.
And we walked.
Cascaded, slowly
Down the hillside.
Excitement and fear overwhelmed my body.
And a sudden wave of fatigue crashed over me.
I silently clung on to a thread of hope.
The hope that John was alive
and here.
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If Love Was A Crime
Fanfictiona homestuck fanfiction taking place in the new earth after the events of collide and act 7 mostly focused on vriska written in poem format
