A long time ago, when Notch first created Minecrafia, the people and creatures would spawn in the world. All kinds of Minecrafians, Hybrids, Sorcerers, Witches, and Shadows spawned, all different in their own way, all made for a purpose. One day the spawning stopped, this scared the Minecrafters that were already there, they were afraid of their future, so they got together and had brought their own kids into the world. The people, and creatures in Minecraftia never worried about their future again, but spawning-in was long forgotten.
Everything was peaceful, and safe in Minecraftia for everyone, except sorcerers. Hunters would track them down and kill them for their magic, just for money. Curiosity might have killed the cat, but greed killed the sorcerer. The sorcerers, afraid for their own life, went into hiding, but that didn't stop the hunters from tracking each of them down and killing them off one by one. It wasn't till they got to the last family of sorcerers, that our story be
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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