aataaraaxy

“
          	"We will not be lost to such weak forces that know not of balance nor good." Her voice was sturdy and tears produced with purpose. "We will take back what is ours, my dear child of dirt and amethyst."
          	
          	The environment shuddered around her, speaking amongst itself and the harmonies that exuded from the pores of orange that connected them. Trees worked to provide and ground stable vibrations as the critters within them aligned and contributed to their counterparts. The focus of unification could not be thrown off for long as balance would triumph over cowardly chaos under any circumstance. 
          	
          	The broken ground was deep enough to submerge the dwarf fully with the soils that waited for his stolen life. All was ready to pay their respects for a lost brother, even one foreign from their own lands.
          	
          	"As I lower you to the embrace of our healing grounds, I offer you a sacrifice." June spoke clearly for any and all to hear, "Pieces gifted to me, not for me to keep, but for me to hold and protect...pieces that belong to my greatest warrior."
          	
          	It was with the grace of air that lifted the corpse and gently lowered him into a bed of vines patiently awaiting his return to their land. 
          	
          	"I give to you the strength of your elements." June called out and upon the linings of silver that whispered knowledge of ancient teachings, as the rattling of stones expressed progressions of dirt-composed worlds. Warmth aided in the comfort of expressions and protections, as seas of both blue and red washed away the sting of trial. 
          	
          	"Finally, I lie you to rest beneath this surface and under the grounds that you did not come from, but the ones in which you belong."
          	“
          	-ROTT

AdaOne8

Hi everyone hi author I hope everyone is good here
          
          Author I love your book  
          
          So Yh am writing my first Wattpad story please check it out 
          
          It is called My little wife and this is the link 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/386011312?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=AdaOne8
          
          Age gap
          Mature 
          Funny
           a child brain in an adult body 
          
          You guys will like the story please tell a friend to tell a friend 
          
          Thank you stay safe n hydrated

wordykitten

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          Brimmy’s story is the perfect mix of heartbreak, adventure, and danger. The chemistry between her and Marcello practically leaps off the page, especially with their playful yet emotionally charged banters. The tension of falling for a powerful mafia boss while navigating a world of danger certainly got me hooked!
          
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kropka_00

hey I have a very important question. I have been on Wattpad for several years and I usually translate books into Polish. Unfortunately, my account got corrupted a few years ago, so there are no translated books there yet.  Many people asked me to translate your books into Polish. the question is whether you would agree to have your books translated into Polish, please answer. Of course, if you don't agree, that's fine, just ask for an answer. because I don't want to translate someone else's book without the author's consent, of course I will write that I am not the author and it is not my book and I will write that you are the author.

aataaraaxy

“
          "We will not be lost to such weak forces that know not of balance nor good." Her voice was sturdy and tears produced with purpose. "We will take back what is ours, my dear child of dirt and amethyst."
          
          The environment shuddered around her, speaking amongst itself and the harmonies that exuded from the pores of orange that connected them. Trees worked to provide and ground stable vibrations as the critters within them aligned and contributed to their counterparts. The focus of unification could not be thrown off for long as balance would triumph over cowardly chaos under any circumstance. 
          
          The broken ground was deep enough to submerge the dwarf fully with the soils that waited for his stolen life. All was ready to pay their respects for a lost brother, even one foreign from their own lands.
          
          "As I lower you to the embrace of our healing grounds, I offer you a sacrifice." June spoke clearly for any and all to hear, "Pieces gifted to me, not for me to keep, but for me to hold and protect...pieces that belong to my greatest warrior."
          
          It was with the grace of air that lifted the corpse and gently lowered him into a bed of vines patiently awaiting his return to their land. 
          
          "I give to you the strength of your elements." June called out and upon the linings of silver that whispered knowledge of ancient teachings, as the rattling of stones expressed progressions of dirt-composed worlds. Warmth aided in the comfort of expressions and protections, as seas of both blue and red washed away the sting of trial. 
          
          "Finally, I lie you to rest beneath this surface and under the grounds that you did not come from, but the ones in which you belong."
          “
          -ROTT

aataaraaxy

“
          “Life is not sustainable." Was a statement of doom, releasing waves of dread to mingle with ones of purity. It was not an audible encounter—it pierced through thin air behind June silently, forcing its sour breath to brush against the fossils in her bones.
          
          She did not move, remaining stagnant within herself and not bearing more than the surface of her aura as the disembodied horror spoke harshly once more,  “You will fall.”
          
          Her throat tightened at the visions this voice carried, revealing the revelations behind many stories of god, goddess, and creator. 
          
          “And when you do…” The same despicable pull of emptiness grazed her skeleton with shattering intensity.
          
           "You will bleed black." Was a dissonant whisper along the strands of hair closest to her scalp.
          
          The violence bled over her untouchable shield tauntingly. However, it burned the golden specs that rested in the air around her to an ash that floated in its wake and dispersed in a small flurry. Hungry and manipulated particles surrounding them rushed to devour the flakes, carrying with it a virus of sin.
          “
          -ROTT