seven regrets
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  • Reads 121
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 3
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Jan 03, 2013
Seven regrets, seven black balloons. Sent from a girl with tears in her eyes, they  reach one person each. And as their secrets are gradually unraveled, the chosen seven people must find a way to rectify each mistake, learning about both the girl and themselves along the way.

When their lives become more and more interconnected, so do the regrets, until each one of them is forced to let go of their pasts and move on.

Drawing inspiration from the game "Dream of the Blood Moon", this story is told in seven different perspectives, and alternates between one dark secret and another.

Seven regrets, seven black balloons...
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.