"I refuse to abandon my daughter."
It bounces off the pure white walls, echoes around the room, a warning that looms over every party there. Sliver eyes peak out from under black cloaks, they're gloating, and they flicker with only a determination. The woman across from them only balls her fists. She's so close to burning this whole place down, so close to watching the marble pillars come crumbling down around these sadistic assholes.
She doesn't say this though, she knows better.
The one in the middle rises, lowering his hood fully. "The girl has a purpose, a purpose to grand for you to grasp. You have seen the future, imp, obey it." His tone is cold, and merciless. Sliver orbs never leave hers, in fact they only seem to glow a little brighter, flickering with dominance. He moves down, so he's level with her, and he sighs when he sees the woman's stubborn look.
"Do as the future asks of you, leave her, and perhaps one day you'll get to see your child again."
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➻ reborns | awakening (being rewritten)
Fantasy❝ Where am I? ❞ ❝ Better yet, what are you? ❞ ❝ Aren't I human? ❞ ❝ Not quite. ❞ | Reborns sound like a fairy tale. Getting a second chance at both life and family by being brought back to life by a stranger well on the cusp of death. No way...
