Bound By The Erstwhile Chains

"You can't handle it. If you try too hard to understand me, what you'll unbosom, that is if you're able to uncover anything, will drive you mad. Because my mind is a dark labyrinth, never understood".

"𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡"---𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝕶𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖟.

A dark, lonely, numb soul wanders the face of the Earth in search of peace. Running and hiding from her hunters and her captives. She's trying all she can to feel something, anything, at all as proof that she's living but all to no avail. She's neither human nor werewolf, Satyr nor mermaid, she doesn't seem to have a place to fit in. Her only mission and the goal that drives her very being is how to get rid of the curse she was born with. A curse that seems to spread its wings of death over any one she dares to care about. A curse that doesn't hesitate to suck the happiness out of all beings of close proximity to her.

Will her strive to break this curse be fruitful or futile? Will she be able to protect others from getting consumed by this curse that plagues her very existence? Will she thrive over this seemingly unbreakable curse?

Started: 7th August 2020
Status: Ongoing