Stoic
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Ongoing16m
Last published Sat, Jun 8, 2024
˹His sanity was slowly slipping away, and he met her.˼
She was an untainted soul because she was never awake long enough to have much. Innocence laced through her brain and swirled around her rosy cheeks, leaving her lips in a shy smile, and a blush tainting over her freckled nose. Even though she lacked worldly experience, she was clever enough, and she was happy to finally be present, to be really there, and she couldn't wait till she actually lived.
He was a mess of a soul though. A neurotic beast, a sinuous soul, fighting to keep his sanity and will intact.
He lived longer than he planned, blood rightfully tainted his hands and scars ripped through his skin. His carelessness towards his own death was appalling. Seemingly remorseless, and reasonably feared.
His beautifully hard and unsurprisingly emotionless face remained a mystery to almost every soul, for only a few ever got to actually see behind the cover.
He was cursed to never find her, to have his mate within rich but never have her. But they were destined to be together, in a way that is beyond ordinary understanding.
A sweet little soul, in his world full of pain.
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