i'll steal the stars.
i heard that more than ninety percent of the ocean remains undiscovered, so maybe that’s where i am. maybe that’s where i’ll find myself.
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I'll burn the bridge when I get to it [dead blog]
Call it love,
or call it murder,
kill me quietly.
Written by Hibe.「 Indie OC blog 」
call it love,
or call it murder,
kill me quietly.
Written by Hibe.「 Indie OC blog 」

mercenaiire:

          “Ah.”

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          A new pawn in fate’s execrable game.

          An unfortunate fate this individual has
          descended into with the rest of them,
          recognition of such immediate in  the
          task of stifling any  contortion  within
          her expressions. Instead, brims made
          haste to present amicability, a smile
          the immediate response to the newly
          arriving.

          “I can show you the way. Just a bit
          of a fair warning, though, it won’t be
          all that fun.”

The other’s short span of time
it took to make her feel welcome,
even with just a smile, gave her
that feeling she had long forgotten.
Of being accepted. As much as she
was still nervous of her new occupation,
there was hope in a fragment of her
mentality. Courtly manners took place,
a grin of an improved good will had been 
given in return.

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      "Well, a warning is better
       then none at all. Double
       the thanks on my part,
       I really appreciate it.
       I could always pay you
       back in some way, if you
       want, for this.”

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