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Ongoing, First published May 11, 2022
Mature
"Just keep swimming."

The voice seemed to echo in her head, but her strength had been taken from her a long time ago.

She felt limp, weak. 

Then there was nothing. No anxiety, no fear. Just nothing. The smooth void of death awaited her.

Until, she heard his voice again. 

The Wilds
Season 2-?
Kirin x oc

The Wilds belong to those involved in the creation and production of this show. Anything unfamiliar belongs to me.

TW: sexual assault, violence, strong themes, sexual themes, strong language, suicidal ideation, abuse, talks of depression and anxiety
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