Magickinda Stories

|| This was for a short story writing competition, but I didn't win so it's going here. || Jorge wasn't supposed to run. Nobody was. But he did.

"I'm not judging you, I was actually thinking that I'm surprised you didn't cry before this. Most girls would have. You've had a rough day." Dinanatha nodded and looked away. "Well, I'm no ordinary girl," she whispered, wishing with all her might that for one day, just one hour, she could be. "I already knew that, Lost Princess," Titus whispered back.