TW: s.icidal thoughts
--Briar--
Death's eyes refuse to find me. I think death would have vision for those who are going to die. Not just ones who want to.
But I'm up on the tallest branch. So why aren't eyes on me? Why am I still alone?
I'm scared. I just want this to end. I don't care the way.
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Storms of the Sky
FantasyEvery mythical world Bastet has read about is paradise compared to the hell they live in. Maylea is not that place. With some possessing unordinary abilities, two friends as different as the sun and sea, and a pretty assassin out for their head, Bas...
