Nothing to Say

Nothing to Say

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Who's had inspiration block before? You know, the thing where you don't feel inspired to do the thing you like doing? Everybody's gotta experience it. And when storytellers get inspiration block, either they've been grounded by their overprotective father-like brother or they just can't find a good story to tell. Now, when this happens, it means "Sneak out of the house at midnight, go hitch-hiking, travel into a random forest and get chased by a terrifying predator until someone decides to rescue you because of your horrible athletic talent." Or maybe that's just me... Telling stories is my life, and watching them change people is like taking a huge gulp of air. Thank the Silver Lining for making Fias. A Fia is a storyteller, and storytellers.. Do I even have to explain? Storytellers have the ability to change lives, and the Silver Lining is the only thing that can guarantee if we become one. I, of course, have a blessed curse, because the moment I told my brother I was a Fia he locked me in the house for a week--thus the sneaking out at midnight part of inspiration-deprived storytellers. Most storytellers type the stories they collect onto computers, but thank Silver Lining I'm not that kind. I write in my notebook. This is it. Enjoy these tattered pages of my journal. - Fia Sarah
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Hunter Anther was like an open book, he'd never been afraid to be his true self. Especially his sexuality. However not everything is for everyone. Being born to the one of the largest pack to ever exist, he wasn't accepted. Everyone hated him and often bullied him, even his family. He'd hoped that after meeting his mate, regardless of gender he would finally find peace and happiness. But the moon goddess truly wasn't fond of him because in addition to being an outcast, he wasn't blessed with a wolf. What happens when his future Alpha, aka biggest bully and former friend turns out to be his mate. Will he accept and care for him or make him lose the last bit of hope he had? Like a saying goes 'The grass isn't always green on the other side.' *** "I didn't mean it.. I.. I was young and ignorant..." he tried to explain while clenching my hand, I looked at him in disgust and pulled my hand away. "What about me? How old wad I to deserve all the things you did to me?! Tell me, how was I different from you? Four years ago you rejected me after everything you've done to me. It wasn't enough punishment for you, you didn't even spare me a glance after ruining me. You left me, you are not gay." My voice trembled bit at the end but my face remained as emotionless as ever. I will never give him the satisfaction of seeing me vulnerable, not again. But why does my heart feel like it's bleeding? Shouldn't I be hating him and happy that he's on his knees begging me. So why am I tearing along with him? **** 25/02/24 - 9/08/24 **** A/N How many of us believe in second chances? Does love really conquer it all? This is not a 'love is blind' story, if you're looking for one.

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