author_koo
'Seven' beats.
'Six' elements.
'Five' stories.
'Four' hearts that dared to love.
'Three' promises never kept.
'Two' souls as 'one'.
The prophecy was never meant to be rewritten.
Yet somewhere between love and ruin, they did.
When the final beat echoed through the silence, when their hearts finally beat together, only 'one' was meant to keep beating.
CV (the mmc)- The closer I get to this place, the mark on my wrist begins to glow; faint, familiar, the same shade as her favorite color.
'Virelyn'
It's as if the universe still remembers what I'm trying to forget.