body slides across the filthiest wall she’s ever seen before dropping on the ground. that former supermarket will haunt her sleep forever, that’s where she dies for the second time. shivers down her spine, she shakes with adrenaline
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‘‘ how ... ’’ did he find her .ᐣ he wasn’t supposed to and she doesn’t want to go back to being a damn prisoner. fuyuko closes her eyes, her head resting against the wall behind her. she doesn’t feel well, her head is spinning
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𝓞f 𝓟rophetic 𝓓reams ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ retweeted
风。
straight up hallucinating and all
Replying to @NUK1UCHI
Her features melt into much more familiar ones, irises blurring from green to red. Her hair appears to be longer, falling down her shoulders and her back. Her gaze warm all of a sudden, when their eyes meet and he can’t help but feel that kind of warmth, the comfort of home.
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wrapped in a blanket, she looks up at the moon from the window of her bedroom and sobs just a little.
‘‘ how do you know i am to be feared .ᐣ ’’ she asks, her green eyes fixated on him, eyes shimmering with curiosity, and perhaps the attempt to intimidate him. ‘‘ nothing of the sort. i live on my own. ’’
‘‘ i can be too ... but there haven’t been many occasions in my life. ’’ she usually prefers sparing her energy for other matters.
𝓞f 𝓟rophetic 𝓓reams ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ retweeted
neptune˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙
would like to write more, is there anyone out there .ᐣ
fuyuko is the type that has survived more times than she wishes to remember or admit. the universe surely helps her causes and she’s a quick thinker. she’d rather use the curtain to disappear completely,
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now that she’s been caught, she can only fight and run : sleepless and thirsty, with despair as her sole mean to survive. fuyuko can bear with her ankle, but against five men, she won’t last as much as she’d like to think.
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