TIME PASSES IRREVOCABLY.

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have a ( better late than never) starter call now that i’m home from work!

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’     it’s a CLICHE, but like all cliches, it’s the truth. your life can change over night - or in a moment. the official world on charlie’s death was a brain aneurysm, but the doctors had never seen anything ( QUITE ) like it before. the blood . . . ALL THAT BLOOD.  ‘

                               independent zoe benson

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KYLE.

               they  were  happy,   to  flee  the  coven.   it  was  a  real  shot  at  getting  a  real  life  together.   a  normal,   happy  life,   free  of  any  chaos  that  was  brought  on  by  the  magic  in  both  of  them.   but  kyle  was  smart  enough  to  know  that  it  wasn’t  right,   to  ignore  that  part  of  them.   it  was  eating  at  both  of  them,   he  was  sure,   but  he  was  the  one  to  say  something  about  it.    ❝   we  should  go  back.   ❞ 

    there’s an unspoken ( tension ) between them - it’s been following them for days like dead air. zoe had hoped it was just her, because they had been happy at first. they were finally free, finally safe, finally happy. and that should have been enough, except it wasn’t. running didn’t make her any less of a witch, it didn’t help kyle, it didn’t help EITHER of them. a heavy sigh escaped pale lips as she sat at the desk in the otherwise empty hotel room, a hand hovering over the candle that sat atop it and just as kyle spoke, the flame lit, barely grazing the palm of her hand as she drew her hand back quickly. she didn’t have to think about it, because it was a part of her. HE WAS RIGHT. ‘ i know, ' is her reply after a long moment. this was wrong - this running, this HIDING - it wasn’t helping either of them. she turns around, faces him for the first time in what feels like hours. ' you're not scared ? ' 

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tag drop ! (ft. part one)

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