The story begins with a scarred boy and a wounded girl

Both having the power to either destroy or save the world

He would talk and she would listen

He fights and her eyes glisten

With tears not of this dimension

And the air, dense of heavy tension

The one to crack the shell of pretense

Shall be the one to run out of common sense

Confusion seeps like poison through her mind

A riddle, a puzzle, she must now find

But with her thoughts, now clouded with dark magic

Which can only be kept at bay with some faux logic

The conundrum is impossible to solve with such little time

She needs someone to start the heart that has been in a flat line.

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Let's face it, I suck at writing these kinds of literary pieces. Don't judge, I wrote this at like 3 in the morning or smthn hahaha

Well, that can kinda sums up what I plan for the story and I don't bother to edit much. I only bother to do so when I get all self-conscious for stuff I write for some damn reason and when I get all bored and try reading what I wrote and feel pity for those who read this.

Like srsly, who the hell would?

Next chapter update's probably a few days from now, I just really wanted to have a prologue for some dumb reason.

I blab too much.

All the love. tuffhufflepuff xx

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