Redeemable

Redeemable

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 11, 2026
Willow and Silas, two broken souls who believe they are dug too deep into their holes of misery to ever be redeemed. She craves the past, and doesn't believe she has a future. He can't wait for the future, and wants nothing more than to leave the past behind him. They both agree, they despise the present. Neither of them are bothered to have an Ally, but deep down inside, both truly want one. Want eachother. When everything seems like it's falling apart, maybe, with each other, they're still redeemable. Content/trigger warning
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