A soft soul wanders..

No one knows me, and I'm okay with that. You can call me Flynn. He/xem pronouns

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Welcome to a new blog, cool :D

Flynn or Oliver works ;3

I'm going to use this mostly for writing. Short tidbits and all.

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Kiss me sweet, toss me one last goodbye

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Heaven's heavy golden gates creak open for you. Their eyes, they're so warm as they greet you.

Welcome home, they all say.

Welcome home.

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It's my best intentions in mind,

But it's selfish.

It's your haunting nightmares,

But my gentle dreams.

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The cold of my rings bites into my fingers, but I'd prefer the numbing cold to a day burning up.

The sun is too bright, every surface too much. My back in burning, my head is full if cotton. Soon my head will be filled with flames, just like my back, my shoulders, my neck..

Just as my eyes burn separately, gouged out by pressing tears there to put out the flames. But they only make it worse and worse and worse.

My wings are torn, they feel detached. My halo shattered, is this what falling feels like..?

Why does every part of me hurt like this..

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"I don't know what you saw in him... All I saw was a corpse."

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The Witch and Her Love

"Lavenza.. it's okay, I can keep going." Her love was clumsy and scared easy.

Her love's heart was weak.

"Lavenza! Look, I found frogs!" Her love was cheerful, full of light.

Her love's heart was weak.

"Lavenza, I love you." Her love loved her too.

Her love's heart was weak.

"Lavenza.." And it beat slower each day, until she faded..

Her love's hear was weak, but she could fix it. All she needed-

"Lavenza!" The other witch came to her. "You look so gloomy today, did something happen in the cafe?"

Lavenza smiled gently. "I'm sorry, I'm just thinking about someone I used to love.."

The other witch, who resembled her love so, sat besides her. "Would you like to tell me about them?"

Lavenza brightens, looking to the sky. "She was.. perfect. And I know.. she'll be home soon."

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Gonna work on a WIP ùwú

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Goodbye.

Something so simple, that can hold all the meaning in the world.

We often wish we could say goodbye to those we've lost, but would it really make a difference? They're gone either way, and that cannot change.

It's odd, that goodbyes mean so much..

But still we say them.

Goodbye, for now.

Goodbye.. forever.

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Kiloki Mei watched as their partners got ahead again and again, the gap becoming larger each time..

They'd try to catch up, really! But every step wasn't enough. Their partners were gods, after all. And they.. were simply a kid with a quirk.

Falling..

Falling...

Falling....

Falling behind, only able to smile and say "I'll catch up!" because that's what they wanted to believe.

"I will- I'll catchup! WAITFOR ME!"

But still, they kept Falling..

Falling...

Falling....

Falling.....

Falling into the unknown that they had lost touch with. Falling into loneliness.

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A butterfly lands on the god's nose, and he laughs gently. "Hello little one. I'm glad to see you too. Did you come to play a game?" The god's wings flutter, the patterns and shape changing to match his new friend.

"I can't go yet though. I'm waiting for my brother to come home. He's with his fiancé, I'm so proud of him!" He laughs, bright and bell-like, like a wind chime. "Would you like to meet him, friend? My Moth brother?"

Though the insect doesn't seem to say anything, the god smiles. "I'm sure he'll be excited to meet you as well."

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A single word uttered.. and she shattered.

The curse snapped her in half, ruining her life farther than it had up until that point. All she had wanted.. was to utter her love, even if it destroyed her. And it had.

Her beloved watched as she crumbled away, becoming nothing but a blue rose in a pile of ashes.