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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 · Fantaisie
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The forbidden book

After idling in her room for a few hours, Delaney decided to look around the house for any sort of amusement, because she realised she hadn't really been anywhere else other than her room and downstairs, where she usually had her meals with the rest.

Leaving her room, she locked the door behind her and stood there for a while, pondering on where to start. The quietness in the house revealed that there was no one else, but she could still hear Tracy and Amanda gossiping somewhere outside.

She looked to the side where other rooms were located, and from the few days she had been residing with this family, she learnt that everyone slept on the second floor. But there was also another floor and she decided to check what was there.

Her bare feet padded across the hardwood floor, barely making any sound as she climbed up the stairs.