Phoenix is my real name, no one knows that. No one ever needs to know because if they do... Then they already know too much Phoenix has lived more than 3 lives, she died, she lived and she fell. She changes her name each time she moves to a new city to keep her real identity hidden from The Endarkened who are always trying to find a way to destroy her. She struggles to fight her past that keeps on coming up behind her, even going as far as to live with her. He doesn't know the real danger he was putting her in until she fessed up, only to desperately try to help her escape back to where she came from.... The Blue. The Blue was ravaged by war so bad that it was the reason as to why she had to leave... but not by free will. Will she find a way to get back to her beloved home up in the clouds? Or will she find that there was nothing left worth saving? --------------------------------------- "You know they say that the people with scars on their wrists are just angels who want to go home?" I rolled my eyes at Orion who was being cheesy as usual, "I do want to go home..." I mumbled sadly as I put the tea bag into my oversized mug, I turned to see Orion watching the reporter talk at Hurricane Dorian. "Orion?" "Sup?" "Deimos... who was he to me?"
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