𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
- adj. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.
❝ rise and rise again
until lambs become lions. ❞
Her destiny had been written in the very laws of the magic she was so deeply connected to. The gol...
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𝕭𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝖂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝖂𝐀𝐑
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𝕮𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝕿𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞: spring
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ASHARA HISSED IN PAIN WHEN THE cloth touched the claw marks on her upper arm. She bit her lip as the stinging sensation crawled like a flame through her arm. After holding it there for a moment though, the cold water brought relief to her heated skin. A shaky breath escaped her lips as she forced her body to relax. The wound wasn't all that deep, but it still needed to be kept clean. If it got infected she'd be in for even more pain.
To distract herself from the sting in her arm, she turned her eyes to the trees surrounding the little stream she was seated beside. The change that the coming of the Kings and Queens had brought was on full display now. The snow was melting at a rate that could only have been due to magic. Little patches of green grass appeared from underneath the white blanket. Small flowers were blooming on the branches of the blossom trees. Even the breeze seemed to carry more warmth than a day ago.
