LET ME CHOOSE YOU

LET ME CHOOSE YOU

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||fanfic|| Shiloh x Y/N: "Shiloh Nelson woke up to the sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. She found herself in the middle of a dense forest, surrounded by tall trees and overgrown grass. Disoriented and unsure how she got there, she sat up and looked around. That's when she saw a person lying on the ground a few feet away. Shiloh's heart skipped a beat as she realized she wasn't alone. The person stirred, and Shiloh caught a glimpse of messy brown hair. She cautiously approached the stranger, noticing a faint rise and fall of their chest. As she drew closer, she saw a name tag on their jacket - Y/N Emberlyn. Shiloh felt a small spark of curiosity and reached out to gently shake the person's shoulder. To her surprise, Y/N's hand instinctively grasped hers, and Shiloh felt a sudden jolt of electricity. But what caught her attention was the slow, steady beat of Y/N's pulse. Shiloh didn't notice the delicate features or the soft curve of Y/N's lips; all she saw was the messy brown hair, leading her to assume Y/N was a boy. Little did she know, this chance encounter would change everything.
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I push up slowly, still dizzy. A hand pulls me up. I sluggishly swing at it in an attempt to escape. They catch my hand and squeeze my wrist forcing me to drop my knife. They swing me into a cradle position. My stomach jumps to my mouth and I press my face against the person holding me. Pine forest fills my nose. A gentle whinny comes from beside me and a gentle breath ruffles my hair. A sudden movement has me holding onto my captor's shirt for dear life. Then we're flying. Or at least it feels like it. I open my eyes and pull away from the person holding me just enough, so I can see us moving away from a black cloud at a fast rate. I look up to see Obi. I sigh and wince at my pounding headache. I lean back into Obi. "Thank you," I whisper. "I don't need your thanks," is his rough answer. I try to ask what I did to deserve such a response but I don't. My eyes droop closed and I drift. ⚪⚫⚪ Vela never realized what she had set in motion when she ran. Now that she knows she needs help. Help that won't come so easily from a person who hates her kind. ⚪⚫⚪ I DO NOT OWN AKAGAMI NO SHIRAYUKIHIME NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

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