TheIngrate
Black is not a barren color. It absorbs all, and reflects nothing. It envelops you in that darkness that threatens to swallow you. That black, blackness that is never empty, and yet gives you nothing.
Black is not a void, but a thief.
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Edith MacArthur spends her days wandering through the palace alone. Being the only child of the King and Queen of Rilyns, a small kingdom
In the middle east, her life feels cold and restricted as she is held within the castle walls, never to explore the outside world. However, after loosing her only friend due to the gap in their statuses, Edith soon finds herself in the position of wishing for something more. But how can she obtain this wish behind stone walls? She does not know, nor believes it possible.
Until the day Edith meets Quinn, a seemingly quiet and reserved fellow. But she wonders why his eyes, like two blue pools, seem so murky?