Fly. Float. Sink.
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Last published Sun, Jun 12, 2022
Just a collection of my musing, penned down to share.
A Romance with the mind.
A conversation.
A rumination.
*Also story prompts*
xx TRIGGER WARNING xx
- Blood
- Suicide
- Graphic Scenes of Death
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❝𝐘𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝘆𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖓❜𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖉.❝ ❝𝑨𝖑𝖕𝖍𝖆 𝑨𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖓 𝑨𝖗𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖝, 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝐤 𝖎𝖙 𝖎𝖘...❝ ❝𝕴𝖙❜𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝘆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖆𝐤𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖕𝖎𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊.❝ Meh, just read it. I'm re-writing this shit. ☆*: .｡. .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. .｡.:*☆Complete
After becoming truly omnipotent he lost what was supposed to be his everything. His chosen. His beloved. Call it what you will, he lost a part of his soul. The only person who would tame the cruel beast that he was. Centuries have passed and the gods have shown him favour. He finds her. Or rather, she finds him but what will it take to keep her? *** It all changed when I met him. But it hadn't really changed. The world was still the same : the same trees: the same people. But now I saw the wolves that hid behind the trees, waiting to attack and the fangs the people hid behind their smiles. I saw them all. The witches that enchanted you in the night. The vampires that sucked you dry. The wolves that cut and tore at those who wandered in the woods. All the merciless creatures. And he was one of the them. He led them. He led his world and I even though I did not know it yet, I would too.If I survived it.
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