An Innocent Love
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Last published Fri, Jul 19, 2019
The air swirled around her, slightly ruffling her dress. The corset seemed to loosen slightly under the breeze and she silently thanked it. The wind seemed to whistle in return to the quiet appreciation. The trees danced to this tune which in turn played their own music from the ruffle of the leaves. A soft smile soon reached her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed for but a moment. A deep breath could be heard if one listened close enough. Her exhale long and well needed. Rushing waters could be heard throughout her ears nearby. The river in front of her glittered from the sun rays. The crystal water seemed the compliment the scenery inside. Small and large fish twirled and leaped around each other. Different colors all bright enough to catch one's eye. The plant life equally as lively except for the occasional mossy green. Which still fit in quite nicely.
The sun heated her skin in a soothing way. The sky seemed brighter than ever before. She cursed herself when her hair would occasionally blow into her face or mouth. Although it was pointless as she would quickly remove it and forget about it seconds later. She took one last breath again before turning to her kingdom. Anxiousness and anxiety filled her being. Her heart pounded loudly and her lungs tightened. Her eyes unsure and her lips pursed. She braced herself as best she could as she took the first step to her certain doom. Every inch closer to the castle made her heart tighten and stomach flip. Each step seemed harder to take than the last.
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Started - March 24th 2019
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Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.
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