Failed Escapes (First escape)
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MatureOngoing13m
Last published Fri, Aug 23, 2024
My name is Fleur.
A flower silently sitting in the field that is my serenity, my home, my peace, my quiet escape.
But it was all taken away from me.
That home that I used to feel safe became my most feared one.
And what's worse is that I couldn't escape no matter how hard I tried.
That little flower sat there in that place she used to call home until she withered.
No matter how many times she'll try and escape.
She will fail.
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