Blood Crown
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She stared at the flower like it was the first time she had seen a flower. It's petals vibrant and full of life, much like she had been all those years ago.
"You are damaged inside." The witch said, that was true. She was damaged inside and out. Her skin was littered with scars, some of them so small only she knew they were there, but still they marred her skin all the same. As did the damage inside of her. "You are damaged, but you are the only hope we have left."
Hope was the most deadly thing one could possess. Hope was the most painful killer.
"I know." So she would fight for a world that was not hers, for the people that were not hers, but she would do it for the innocent, the broken and damned.
She would fight for the people who had done this to her.
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