Olympic National Park // H.S. au
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  • Reads 187,719
  • Votes 6,726
  • Parts 54
  • Time 9h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jun 22, 2015
Mature
He was disturbed, cruel and a chaotic mess. He was like the dark; distant. He always seemed so confident and carefree, you could see it the way he carried himself, but was he really all that? He was a dead man walking, selfishly using people for his own benefit. It had always been like that, when was the time for a change?

She was the opposite; a blooming red rose in a field of daisies. She was generous - she kept overwatering plants simply because she didn't know when to stop giving and her laughter wasn't any less than a blessing. She sought the good in people and often ended up with salty cheeks from the many disappointments life offered her. 

"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons."  - Christopher Poindexter

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Warning: This story will contain mature content such as sexual content, strong words and violence.
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