A Darklina Fanfic. ⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱ "Who are you, Mister?" "I'm an old friend of your Mommy." "Oh... then, can you be my friend?" "Of course, Miss..." "Illya." "Illya. My name is Aleksander. I can't wait to be your friend." ⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱ It had been 10 years since the final battle at the fold. 10 years since Alina lost her powers, since she got married, since she said her goodbye to Aleksander. 9 years since she had her little daughter, Illya. 9 years since Mal began to drink in excess, since he began to grow furious. 7 years since he began beating her daughter and her. 6 years since arguments became commonplace. 5 years since Alina began wanting run. 3 years since her daughter told her of her imaginary friend, a boy named Alek. 1 day since she met him again. "Hello again, Alina. Miss me?" ⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱⊰⁕⁍¤⁌⁕⊱ D I S C L A I M E R ! ⩤ The characters, original storyline, and books were all made by Leigh Bardugo. This is simply a fanfiction where select characters are mine, and the plot is mine. Thank you. ⩥

Alina Starkov expected to wake up on a ship sailing across the True Sea, one that would take her far from Ravka, far from the Darkling and his mad crusade. Instead, she awoke in Os Alta to a devastating truth: the war was won nearly a century ago, her first love was dead, and she remembered nothing. Not even that, as part of her surrender, she agreed to a political marriage.

Just some poems that I wrote when I was in a bit of a dark place in school and life and shit... yeah idk.

(This book was going to be like super happy but my mind corrupted it)