Two Tales Three

Two Tales Three

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The first; a blonde with bright blue eyes and tanned but pale skin, he holds a beast within, but this beast is but a friend in a monster's clothing, even a boy knows what must be said: "I won't run away anymore... I won't go back on my word... that is my ninja way!" The second; a blonde with crimson eyes and pale skin, he holds a rage deep within that others see as arrogance, he holds a sadness so deep that others can't see it, but even he, knows what must be spoken: "I will win. Because... that's what a hero does." The third; a ravenette with silver eyes and pale skin who's appearance can change to snowy hair and crimson eyes at will. She goes through a life of horror yet is always kind and forgiving, but don't you dare take her kindness for weakness because in reality she's a wolf waiting for her prey, while you, are just a mere rabbit. Don't mistake her silence, because even she knows when a bark is not enough: "I have been fighting since I was a child, I am not a survivor. I am a warrior. The tiger and the lion may be more powerful but the wolf does not perform in the circus." When these three are brought together into a tale of three, what might occur in the thirds world of chaos. [UPDATED EVERY FRIDAY]
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"You know, my favorite color wasn't always red." Kirishima said to me while we sat outside on the fire escape. We were looking at the sunset. The sky was full of beautiful, bright reds and oranges. "What? Really? What was it? I asked out of curiosity, "It was actually silver at one point." "Silver? You don't seem like a silver kind of person." "Yeah. Silver. One day in middle school, I picked up something silver and tried to color with it. Every time I tried, it turned red. I eventually learned to love red more than anything in the world and wanted nothing more than to see it roll down my wrists." He said. It didn't take me long to realize what he was talking about. Cutting. ⚠️TRIGGERS⚠️ ⚠️Anxiety ⚠️Depression ⚠️Self Harm ⚠️Suicidal thoughts / tendencies / actions ⚠️ Death

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