Ode To The Creators[Dropped]

Ode To The Creators[Dropped]

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"I only wanted for everyone to be able to live as though they were a part of something, fantasies of all the stories to have ever been told." But little did the young girl know was that the only good stories to have been remembered, are truly tragedies twisted and changed over time. How the naive child did not know was that with the good comes the bad, along with everything in between. Unaware and unprepared the world was for what was to unfold when Peter Pan flew to the skies, Tinkerbell in toe. Or when unicorns blessed their babies and wish-granting genies gave them fortune. The babbling Brooke now speaks riddles instead of the sound water, and what was never lost will be found. Only to be unwanted in the pronounced, piercing, silence of the death to all. All caused by a little girl who learned to draw. *Sorry just I've had no inspiration to continue this story. I know it sucks ass when writers do this but, don't expect to see any new chapters anytime soon or like ever. Anyone is welcome to pick up the idea or continue it.
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Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

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