Lei

The Darkness invites you to follow the Moths. Just as long as you watch the Ocean that always trails behind 🦋. (Here to offer a woeful experience)

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⋆˚꩜｡lei.... 22, writer and creator of whimsical content

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Araithe

Beia

Luke

Theo

Areum

In Between

The Remembrance of You Caliohal

Far From Home

Limbo School

The Child of Eden

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fuck it. be creative even if you never really *make* anything. write out plot synopses of stories and then move on. design OCs you'll never use. make mood boards and concept art and don't do anything with them. life's too short to forget everything that inspired you and creation doesn't have to be "complete" to be worth the time you put into it.

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Somewhere in limbo lays a girl who once knew the way out…

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And as if to have commenced a dance, she weaved through the abyss and landed upon the soft grass she had mended. And there she always belonged.

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Something might convince her… that the ocean was always meant to be there.

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All there was is the light that remembers the way…

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ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜱᴛᴀʏꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴜʀʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛ, ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ʟɪɢʜᴛ. ꜱᴏᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀꜱ ʀɪꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴄᴀʀᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ, ᴀ ʀᴜᴅᴇ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ.

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III

ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ɪꜱ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ…

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II

ᴛʜᴇʏ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ɪɴ, ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɢʀɪꜱʟʏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴍᴇ… ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ.

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I

Deep underground she remembers...

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜱɪᴛꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ. ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ; ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀ ꜱʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴜꜱ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴜꜱᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʀᴇᴅ ᴄᴜʀʟꜱ ᴄᴀꜱᴄᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

ᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜰʟɪᴄᴋᴇʀꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴀᴡꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇ ꜱʜɪꜰᴛ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴᴛɪᴍᴇʟʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛᴜʀɴꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴛᴏʏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪꜰᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ, ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ɪɴᴠɪꜱɪʙʟᴇ ꜰʟɪᴄᴋᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ.

ꜱʜᴇ ᴀᴠᴇʀᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏʏꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ꜱʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ᴀ ʜᴀᴜɢʜᴛʏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ, ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ, ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ. ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ. ɴᴇxᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢꜱ ᴘᴀᴡɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪɴᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪꜱ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ, ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ʟᴀʏ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ, ʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏ

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜱɪᴛꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ. ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ; ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀ ꜱʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴜꜱ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴜꜱᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʀᴇᴅ ᴄᴜʀʟꜱ ᴄᴀꜱᴄᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

ᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜰʟɪᴄᴋᴇʀꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴀᴡꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇ ꜱʜɪꜰᴛ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴᴛɪᴍᴇʟʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛᴜʀɴꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴛᴏʏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪꜰᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ, ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ɪɴᴠɪꜱɪʙʟᴇ ꜰʟɪᴄᴋᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ.

ᴠɪɴɢ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴄʀᴜᴛɪɴʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴇᴡ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴡᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪɴᴛꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴅᴀɢɢᴇʀ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱʜᴇᴇᴘɪꜱʜʟʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ. ᴀᴛ ʟᴀꜱᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴅʀᴀᴡꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ, ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴄʟᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜰᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴀʟʙᴇɪᴛ ɪᴛꜱ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ.

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛꜱ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴇɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴄʟᴜᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ʀɪʙ, ɪᴛꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴘᴀɪɴ.

ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴅᴀʀɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ.

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we all know that one writer/author who hates happiness and all they write is devastating but beautiful

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