The pain came after.
Too long after to pin it down and learn her mistake while there was still time to run. Ink runs thicker than blood, and leaves a message for longer, so long as it's not burned or carved away.
Like those dusty books small hands would glide over. Crumbling volumes of a world outside.
But she has promised to be much more than paper thin, more whip-like, striking and coiled to strike.
Father's daughter, perfect liar, astray prodigy.
Because the pain came after: when strips of purple flashed in the mirror, irrevocably branded, engraved deeper than any loyalty ever felt.
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Always a Need for a Ninja | Ninjago Oneshots
FanfictionThis will be my first book here on Wattpad, so please be patient with me. The various stories take place throughout different seasons of Ninjago, and will primarily oneshots and drabbles of different forms. Enjoy! REQUESTS OPEN: - oneshots - drab...
