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Hauteur

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Reads 158,141
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Parts 77
Time 13h 11m

Hauteur

Mature

.      ୨⎯ She found me roots of relish sweet,
                     And honey wild, and manna-dew,
                     And sure in language strange she said-
                    'I love thee true'. ⎯୧
    
    Magic exists in every corner of the world, a long lost art which outlasts persecution. It doesn't exist in any single form or person, too large to be contained by one. By the twentieth century, it seems to be only a myth. 
    
    Minerva Amata doesn't take much pride in being mythical. A sentencing, a blight, a curse which brings nothing but trouble. For that reason, she takes on her existence utterly alone. Lonely beyond reason with a secret which belongs only to her.
    
    Only to her until a magnetic doctor saves her secret from being revealed, wrapping himself all  too willingly into the mess she calls her life and turning all her convictions on their head.
    
                ୨⎯ And this is why I sojourn here,
                        Alone and palely loitering,
                        Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
                        And no birds sing. ⎯୧
    
    -pre-twilight - god knows when-
    ~formerly titled BURN!~
    #3 in the twilight tag!! (30/11/22) Thank you!All Rights Reserved

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.      ୨⎯ She found me roots of relish sweet,
                     And honey wild, and manna-dew,
                     And sure in language strange she said-
                    'I love thee true'. ⎯୧
    
    Magic exists in every corner of the world, a long lost art which outlasts persecution. It doesn't exist in any single form or person, too large to be contained by one. By the twentieth century, it seems to be only a myth. 
    
    Minerva Amata doesn't take much pride in being mythical. A sentencing, a blight, a curse which brings nothing but trouble. For that reason, she takes on her existence utterly alone. Lonely beyond reason with a secret which belongs only to her.
    
    Only to her until a magnetic doctor saves her secret from being revealed, wrapping himself all  too willingly into the mess she calls her life and turning all her convictions on their head.
    
                ୨⎯ And this is why I sojourn here,
                        Alone and palely loitering,
                        Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
                        And no birds sing. ⎯୧
    
    -pre-twilight - god knows when-
    ~formerly titled BURN!~
    #3 in the twilight tag!! (30/11/22) Thank you!

77 parts