❝ You have yet to realize I love the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night, Prince ❞ Many centuries had passed since the death of Alycia's parents but even still it plagues her thoughts. Every night as she sleeps she has dreams. Dreams of death, future enemies, and pain - unable to wake up from the imprisonment...
How far can the mind go to make the perfect fantasies? I have no idea, but I hope someday I figure it out. (warning: I wrote this when I was new to writing and had no idea what I was doing. anyways, hope you enjoy!) 06/19/18 ➤ #3 in Slim Shady ➤ #7 in Marshall Mathers Nowadays_ © 2018