EyeBeFartin

Ain’t ate no breakfast but imma box a nigga like some captain crunch  

Fairy-of-Fire

In a quiet corner of a forgotten world, between old pages and charred dreams, a tiny flame flickered. It was small, but it was alive – wild, curious, glowing. Night after night, it whispered stories, each spark weaving a tale: brave souls, lost hearts, burning hopes.
          
          One day, a figure stepped from the shadows. No smoke, no wind could stop them. They had heard the flame’s call – not with ears, but with their heart.
          
          The flame danced with joy, growing brighter, bolder. From it emerged a being with ember eyes and soot-stained fingertips.
          
          "I am the Fairy of Fire," she said, her smile warmer than any flame. "And you… you saw my stories. For that, I thank you – with all my heart."
          
          She leaned closer, her light reflecting in the stranger’s eyes.
          
          "But before you go… may I ask you something?
          What drew you to me? Why did you choose to follow?"

Fairy-of-Fire

@EyeBeFartin yes of course, they are important :)
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EyeBeFartin

@Fairy-of-Fire some bars my nigga! Haha! 
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Watermelondeerlover

Sup bud? Thanks for following this waternelon lover :] 

EyeBeFartin

@Watermelondeerlover just a lucky guess haha. Ty homie. Currently chillin in the lunch room lollll 
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EyeBeFartin

@Watermelondeerlover you’re welcome! Have a nice day homie 
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mentally_unstable666

Thanks for the follow