What is a dream? Something we don't want to exist? An excuse- saying that your fears and hopes aren't real? If anything, I'm running from a monster, a demon in the night. Maybe, I can pass Orin off as a nightmare. Maybe, I can live another day free. Maybe, just maybe, I'm only running from a dream.
-Isabella, or Bella, disappeared at the age of five, gone without a trace. No one knew- no one even noticed the hundreds of children disappearing in huge cities. They just didn't care, not even when the missing child was their own-
Warning: Dark themes
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