𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞— 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝗎𝗍𝗒 𝗑 𝖥！𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
She’s real, she’s deep, she’s logical, she’s mystical. She believe in kindness and oneness and romance and magic. She’s sensitive and distant, a warrior, a lover. She believes in roadtrips to the stars and dancing with the universe. She’s fearless and gentle, wondrous and brave. She lives in waterfalls and forests and sunsets and galaxies. She’s the artist, the thinker, the poem, and the dream.
—Creig Crippen
╰┈➤˗ˏˋ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳；𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 ’𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦’ 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦.
𝐓𝐖𝐬: 18+ 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯－𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢, 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧－𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦／𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 (𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺), 𝘌𝘛𝘊. —𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴！
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭－𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰, 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴—𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴.
𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨—
— MC Pʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ
— Pʟᴀʏʟɪsᴛ
— Lᴏᴠᴇ ⵊɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛs
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬—
— ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1: ??? (Cᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ!)