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It’s the color of the heart-
pure.
The color of
LOYALTY
and the snow
surrounding the two
lovers
as they walk
under the moon.
It’s the color
of creativity,
the blank page
before words
are created.
It’s the color of hope
and the color of
integrity.
pure.
The color of
LOYALTY
and the snow
surrounding the two
lovers
as they walk
under the moon.
It’s the color
of creativity,
the blank page
before words
are created.
It’s the color of hope
and the color of
integrity.
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Sorey X Reader: Elysian Sky
Another few days had passed, with no sign of the new Shepherd returning home to Elysia. Although it was known by all the residents of the quaint little village, hardly a few seemed to accept the fact that he wouldn't be returning..at least anytime soon.
You were a seraph, and a particularly powerful one. One who had grown to love Sorey over the years, although you knew that with his impending death drawing closer and closer you knew that it would never work out. He was certainly human, and you certainly missed him.
The day finally came that he returned. And under the dark Elysian sky, he confessed his feelings. He started off sp
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Cecile McMillan died years ago, or at least that's what it feels like sometimes. I don't think I can ever forgive Dorian for what those dreams did to my brother. Making me of all people torture him. My death was bad enough. Why did he have to endure it? Why can't my turning be the worst thing he had to deal with? Joss can't stand mom and dad anymore. I can't either, to tell the truth. That's why I went away with Patty, because she's like how mom used to be. But, what Joss doesn't realize is that he is just as broken.
When he was being trained as a Slayer, they broke his spirit. But those dreams using my image broke him mind and soul. I can s
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His Sin
He was watching her quietly, with a faint smile, as she was sitting in the library, studying yet another Thedosian language. She was amazing. Three days ago, she was still recovering from her injuries and now she is already up and about.
He always found her strong, at least mentally strong. In all the years he had to watch her, she never cried, never despaired. And she managed to get past him and the other templar at least four times already, if not counting the window accident last week. She was a mage and his feelings for her were forbidden; he was well aware of that. From the looks of it, she was also a lot younger than him, but he wasn't
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