When Loving You Had No Consequences

When Loving You Had No Consequences

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., févr. 14, 2021
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Soleil, named after the sun in her mother's native language, can sense the future when glancing into one's eyes. She's been able to since she was young, and she keeps a book filled with the futures and fates of everyone in Garnet's Peak. Yes, futures and fates. Two different things. A future is an upcoming memory that will be forever important to its owner and fate is death. And lately, Soleil has had enough of both. For @OpenNovellaContest's writing prompt. A mix of... #56. You can see the future by looking into people's eyes. However, if you tell them about it, it won't come to fruition. One day, you lock eyes with yourself in the mirror. and #4. You're a weapon, and weapons don't weep. THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE!!! ****I AM NOT FINISHED, THIS IS JUST A SHORT INTRODUCTION. I AM CONTINUOUSLY GOING TO BE WRITING THIS!!****
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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