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"𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑?" 𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎?

ｒｉｓｈｉ ｏｎｌｙ

Until when can a person endure everything for the sake of love?

❝like a raindrop through the dark, your shadows will follow you─❞ ─── Serein Promotion Book ＞︿ Open〘 〙 Closed〘✓〙 ▬▬ Published on 29-05-2021 Cover by @blazebby06

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What did I mean to you guys exactly? Was our relationship a joke? I trusted you enough to open myself up to you, and you just brushed me aside like some object. After I gave you your power I was no longer any use to you. You didn't need me so I left I doubt that you guys even noticed, I would be surprised if you did. Now in Serein High School you join the basketball team in order to get the GoM you know and love. But what happens when Kuroko's there with you? Not that it made a difference anyway, besides all they thought of you was their toy, nothing more nothing less...right?

Just compilation of snippets of my webnovel [Disconnected]. Summary: [Trapped inside of a novel. Sounds cliché, right? Crashed by a truck, drowning in a lake; there are many ways for someone to get isekai-ed into a different world. Many seek that fateful encounter. Some are dreading being unprepared. You're lucky if you simply drift off to sleep painlessly, while others die harshly. As for me? Honestly, I just wish to survive this unfinished creation that I made.]

Zephyrus Warren was a quiet and reserved boy who has special abilities in exchange for another life. Although, when he came into the world of schools, books, jobs, and papers again, he didn't consider these abilities a bonus. He considered it unfair to everyone and blamed himself even more the time he'd let something happen to a girl who was his only friend. After that incident, he couldn't go out freely from his house. The fearful look on her face as she fell to her death was all he could remember. He lived half of his life with guilt. Then, he decided to go to school. He himself didn't know why. Somehow, inside him, he wanted to let people know that he existed before he leaves. Though, that was just the starting point. ~~~~~~~~~~‡×•×‡~~~~~~~~~~ The sound of the pouring rain slowed down when he stopped to turn around and face her. "It's a totem." The boy said, opening his hand in front of her. The girl examining the flicker on the palm of his hand was not in fear, but in wonder, as yellow light was reflected onto her deep black eyes. "A totem of me being different. I should've died, instead of my mother. Or better, I shouldn't have come to this world at all. I... don't know what I am. If I am not a monster to your eyes..." The boy's eyes seemed to lit up along with the emanating fire on his hand, "Then prove it." Even though the rain had drenched him, his fiery emotions was still standing out. He was indeed different.

A 20 year old with a passion for journalism and traveling goes on a long journey to retrieve the ancient treasures of the crystovian roses, though what he gets in return.. is much more than what he asked for. (WIP)

In a world where the rhythm of love is tied to the rain, the sky has suddenly forgotten its song. The clouds hold back their tears, leaving the earth cracked and thirsty, and with it, the hearts of its peopleparched, waiting, silent. Here, love is a sacred ritual performed only when the sky weeps. Lovers once met beneath dripping leaves and sheltered under umbrellas, their whispered promises carried by the monsoon's gentle breath. But now, the seasons have shifted. The rain has ceased. Among the stillness, two souls emerge strangers bound by a fragile thread neither can name. One carries the weight of solitude in quiet sketches, capturing life that never fully blooms. The other dances on the edge of forgotten dreams, a restless spirit seeking warmth in a world grown cold. They meet not under the blessing of rain, but beneath a sky that withholds its mercy. Their hearts stir in defiance of a silence meant to quell such yearning. It is a love born not of nature's grace, but of raw, unyielding courage a rebellion against drought, a whisper in the void. In the shimmering stillness of serein the delicate tree rain that falls when the sky forgets their story unfolds. A tale of longing and fragile hope, where every glance is a promise and every touch, a secret storm waiting to break. Because sometimes, love doesn't wait for the skies to cry. It grows in the quiet spaces between in the breaths held, the moments stolen, and the courage to believe, even when the clouds refuse to fall.

serein (n.) the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or in the early hours of the night; evening serenity

Winds were soft and temperatures escalated with the growing tension in the air in the hottest season of the earth's rotation. The tension was that of a forbidden lust, an unconquered fear of falling in love. How easy and nice it was to fall in love, but how quick and heartless it was to fall out of love. Two canines, located in a forest near Denver, were going through the "falling in and out of true love" phase. However, they never truly fell out of love. Only a border that couldn't be broken stood between the two young canines. She left with no goodbye. No warning. He had to find out the hard way, and would soon fall into a deep and heart wrenching depression. His current mate, despite the heartbreak she also has experienced, would help him to find the lass who had left with no goodbye, just so he could receive that final goodbye. Would they reach their destination? Or would unexpected encounters bring the duo to a halt?

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She moves quietly through life, letting the world pass by outside her window. Then someone slips into her rainy afternoons, warm and effortless, leaving a mark she can't ignore. Their paths keep crossing, pulling them closer in ways neither expected. When the world is uncertain, can hearts brave enough to reach for each other hold on, or will life slip through their fingers before they even get the chance? Faint Trails written by: serasvalley Genre: Teen Fiction

❝ 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖‽ ❝ ╰ In which Ennla suggests you to cause HOT trouble in your books! ══ Suggest your PERFECT faceclaims in the comments. ╰────➛Photos aren't mine, but edits are.