Whistful of Paradise

Whistful of Paradise

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Dissapearing and leaving things behind is a thing that Zarya always do. When things get tough, She ran away no matter how big the consequences she might face after. It's a thing that embroided through her whole being that no one could ever understand. She felt like when she screams all her flaw, everyone answers with a silence of confusion, that's why she always hide. Yet despite being in a dark place, Zarya always find a reason to be the kindest and most cheerful person everyone could ever have. She always pull a smile even when she's drowning through the waves of depth that no one could ever reach. And through this yearning cries of Zarya, she creates a paradise where she feels acknowledged-isolation. But what if the wistful blown of her so called moss is seen as a crystal clear purity that needed to be taken care of, That there is someone who will hold her despite being dragged through the darkness of her life? Will she let someone be in her paradise? Or will she push it until they unleash their tie? Will it be a paradise or a wistful regret for lifetime? Let's see where the waves of life will take the beautiful souls that only wanted to be seen, truly.
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