Bluebell - l.t.

Bluebell - l.t.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 9, 2021
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Bluebell is said to be the flower that has strong intertwined fate with dark fairies- like wolves to Wolfsbane. It is commonly spotted in woodlands as if it's a blue thick carpet awaiting anyone to be mesmerized by its enchanting beauty. On the other hand, many believed that Wolfsbane could kill wolves. It is indeed true, but doesn't it kill all? It is a poisonous plant after all. But unlike Wolfsbane, meddling with these blue bulbs meant you'll be lead astray from the path you've chosen, enough to wish for your own death instead- at least that's what they said. The dark fairies will curse you until you cause your own end. "Is that it? Was she just lost or did she purposely came to find me?" I murmured as I try to recall that faithful day that started this all. I could only shake my head bitterly as my fingers try to grasp the wind some more. Charge to experience, I'd advise not to play around with either. Both would result to dying anyway. Yes, just likely from the fact that I was the one to kill her, the one I loved most.
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The girl snapped her fingers and the ropes tying my ankles were off. I look up and see her eyes, they're hazel with golden flecks around the edges. She reaches out her hand slowly towards my wrists I was going to jerk away when she whispered softly like an angel. "Please let me help you, I know you're scared but I promise your safe now" "N" I knew that wasn't his name but when I saw his eyes, heard his voice it intrigued, well he intrigued me. He didn't trust me and I don't blame him I did come out of nowhere, I startled him, and lastly I gave him a name that he could easily consider a lie even if it isn't. Why did I tell him my name, though? Why feel the need to talk to him? Why did I want to figure him out and see what was behind those sea blue eyes...

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