Illusion
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Last published Sat, Nov 11, 2017
She was an illusion,
a light to his world.
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Nala is sick. Darius is drifting away. Darius has freedom the type of freedom that ties you down. Nala is in chains that she has created.
They only want one thing, Darius wants her and Nala wants his freedom. So it's simple if they both have what they need why not trade? But it's not simple, if they go through with this there's bound to be a disastrous end for both of them. Her freedom could be deadly and his light will flicker.
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"When I leave Darius, I will be happy, free like a bird-" Nala
"Shut up, little bird. You will not leave. I won't let you." Darius
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