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Between Heaven & Hell
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    Parts 11
  • WpHistory
    Time 46m
Ongoing, First published May 21, 2025
Mature
A knight to the crown prince praised by all. None of his opponents left unscathed. He had hardened into such a ruthless and cold man that everyone who came across him wondered if he had always been like this. 

A maid in the palace. Forced to have seen horrendous act being carried to others to her. She wanted to be free. She wanted to leave this god awful place their was only one who could make her stay. She lived in nostalgia. She lived in pain. However someone was proud that she still lived.
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Freedom. The state of not being held prisoner, not being controlled. At least, that's what the dictionary says. But to her, freedom was only a dream. The only thing she had ever wanted-just a day, just a breath outside the cage. Yet her strings were always pulled by someone else, and no matter how she fought, escape never came. Maybe that's what happens when you're trapped too long. You forget what freedom feels like. You stop craving the sky and start clinging to the bars. She was just a normal girl with normal dreams. Graduate high school. Leave this godforsaken town. Go to college. Build a life. A job, a marriage, children. Simple, ordinary dreams. But he-he was anything but ordinary. Not a boy scarred by life, not a victim molded by grief. No tragic story to explain him away. He was the darkness. And he had already decided. She wasn't going anywhere. Excerpt - "You really thought you could outrun me?" he asked sitting in, quite. Dangerous. "I have to leave!" I shouted, voice cracking "I can't breathe here anymore !" "You will breathe when I allow it" His words froze the blood in my body