aadyhatopaz

Part 3 of Heartbroken Maiden is up. It is extremely long! (11000 words or 40 pages) Perfect for an hour long jog!

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Once Upon A Time
          
          There was a prince who chased a princess who was unattainable like the sun.
          
          Her heart belonged to the forest, to nature, even the shadows beneath each blade of grass. She sang to the animals and fish of the oceans, be free, my loves.
          
          He loved her voice and her body. He would capture her and declare; 
          
          I have all of this land. From sea, to tree, to sprawling plain. Every meter of this Kingdom belongs to you. Give yourself to me and I shall give you the world.
          
          And every time she would flee, saying if she is given the world she still would not be free.
          
          The prince would never understand this. 
          
          He could not understand that when his soldiers locked her forever in that tower, her heart became lost forever and why she never sang again.

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PHASE ONE: LIFE SUPPORT has finally reached its conclusion. I am finally free to write Coldhearted hahaha
          
          Read here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/102296/misa-the-seventh-failure/chapter/1991279/prologue-01-a-dead-man-tells-the-best-story?comment=14984618¬ification=True#comment-14984618

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@aadyhatopaz  yea. My physics paper was hardest in history. Lol [ I am fucked ]. But chemistry was ez
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aadyhatopaz

@kingrithwik Good luck!
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@aadyhatopaz congratulates! Here I am getting fucked by exams
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“Do you know my name in Royal?” Audrey asked. The question was rhetorical— of course she did not. She paused, obviously deeply in contemplation. “It’s… Setsura. Bare snow, heh. Princess of Snow, or whatever. Come.”
          
          That tone of Audrey’s was enough to keep Madoka’s mind from reeling. Why now, did she just casually tell her that her true name was Setsura? Yet the command, the fact that it was in Royal, and every foreboding feeling that caused her to feel like the snow was whipping her skin were all completely unmistakable. A second attack on her heart, Madoka secretly fumed. She would definitely counter later. This was not the time right now, she followed her even though she felt troubled. Princess Elise has come home and these ruins were not the same as the ones covered in roots.
          
          As she ducked under the hole in the wall, a sudden tingling feeling heated the snow right off her skin. A sparkling sight nearly caught her off guard. Did she enter a Secret Garden and not realize it? Where did this all come from? Before Madoka was a massive and radiant crystalline structure, jutting skyward and yet it was emanating a soothing aura. Madoka had felt this aura before, but never so full like this. She knew immediately what this place was. It was her… ! 
          
          Audrey strode on towards the structure and stood right underneath its glory. Everything was still quiet and not even their breath or steps could harm the atmosphere. From outside of the crystal’s brilliance rested the destroyed Kingdom, even though it was quite hard to look away. 
          
          “Here lies Setsura, the Heart of Snow,” Audrey mused, reading a glowing magical stone etched in front of the massive crystal. Madoka realized it was almost as large as the Palace itself. “Heh.”
          
          She turned around and looked sheepishly at a dumbstruck Madoka.
          
          “It’s my grave, Madoka,” Audrey sighed. “The people — they never forgot about me.”