The Guardian

The Guardian

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Fantasy
"Aren't you supposed to be the one who guards me and not the other way around?" "You never get into any trouble, what will I even guard you from." "Hmm, you have a point." ⚠️W A R N I N G⚠️ This story includes abusive language, bullying, violence, angst and other mature stuff. If you are sensitive towards such things read it at your own risk.
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Prologue - Zac Let me put this as simple as I can - there are some things in life that exists, not for pleasure or for gain, and I am one of them. But no matter how much I wished I wasn't created this way or how alone I must always choose to be, I would never have wished I had not met her. Even as I know I will pay the price dearly for knowing her, I would not exchange any moments I had with her, all her joy and all her sadness she let me feel with her. How precious is her life and how insignificant will be mine. And when it all ends, I will feel no regret. Now that that's out of the way, how could I even hoped that HEAVEN BEND...Redemption? Have I not lost my ticket on that by now? They watch my every move and predicted my inane behaviour - there is nothing worse than the compelling hands of the dying to throw one off track. A very good distraction, even I had to admit I was distracted from my situation. Problem is, I don't get to click Refresh! Damn .. And now she has seen what I have not dared to admit to myself - I care for the whispers of the dying, and for this she knows I am undecided.

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