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 bat...
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...
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)