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Wandering Hearts

It is said that one can never defy fate. This notion proves its authenticity as Delaney finds herself caught up in the whims of her decided fate. Robbed of control over her own life, Delaney finds herself torm between feuds between mythical beings, creatures that have little or no regards to her emotions. As an abused child, Delaney grew up mostly detached from the world around her and when she decides to take control of her life, she chooses to be a bounty hunter to make a living and makes her own rules, living her life away from anything that causes her distress. But her world turns upside down as she becomes burdened by a murder accusation which almost causes her her life. At the day of her execution, she's saved by a dragon, to everyone's dismay, and is forced to live her life like a captive as she's yet again robbed of her own life. **** Broken hearts, misplaced souls and twisted minds. Even though our pasts may not predict our future, it will always be part of our future and present. Past mistakes, past heartbreaks, past miseries. They ruin us in a way that we are so scared of endings, that we always end up not beginning. And maybe all we need is a little sunshine. A little flower, and most of all... to forgive ourselves for things that we could and couldn't control.

Valentine_24 · Fantasía
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High possibility.

Xander and Keir had been in Delaney's room for a while, contemplating on whether to wake her up or not. She had been screaming in her sleep, calling keir's name and they heard her from different parts of the palace so they both came to check on her. 

Delaney's face was glistening with sweat, and so was the rest of her body. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth agap as her breathing slowly stabilized. Her heart was still beating wildly in her chest and both demons shared a look. They could tell she had a terrifying dream and it made them curious. Keir's mind drifted back to the scar on her thigh and that made him think that maybe the dream was about her dream.

Delaney raked her fingers through her disheveled hair as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Xander thoughtfully poured her a glass of water and she took it, murmuring a thankyou and then gulped down the water. Her throat still felt dry and her mind was jumbled up.