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Grievances - Sparkbird

A PFC edit

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Look at her wouldn’t you want to let her watch your children. Im sure they would be safe

Time taken: 3 hours and 25 minutes

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#not tagging pixie and harunii cuz they’ve already seen it #ravn art time #pfc #ttsblad #pixies fantasmal circus #HER

S could feel a presence behind her, a presence she knew well.

“S…. What the fuck. What did you do, S?”

Her voice was angry, but her face unwillingly showed slight panic. You could tell she was clearly in the middle of an April fools prank by the Santa costume she wore with a reindeer nose, and you could tell she left in a panic by how messy her hair was and how jingled her bells seemed.

S slowly turned around, holding some strands of light blue hair in one hand. She didn't dare utter one word of response. Instead, she simply locked her gaze onto her, its dullness only adding onto the goddess's panic.

Was there even life behind those eyes?

Her face appeared extremely stoic, invoking a dreadful familiarity experienced just last November. Does 99% ring a bell?

In her other hand, she gripped onto a pair of scissors. Not just any ordinary ones. The pure, silver ones, engraved with patterns and the blue gem in the middle.

What did she do?

She just stood there, waiting expectantly to see what Elizabeth would do next.

#s.n. speaking/posting #ttsblad #ttsblad ;; 🌗#the tales shared between life and death ;; 🌗

Chrysanthemum woke up to silence. The nights were quiet here, so unlike her home. She sat up, glancing at the clock.

1:00 AM.

So, not much sleep, like usual. It was hard to sleep in a place like this. Maybe a walk would help. Santhi turned out of her bed and walked down the stairs, which creaked softly each step.

She opened her door and stepped out, not bothering to lock it back. The locks didn’t even work anyway. Her nightdress didn’t help much with the midnight chill. Santhi had been sewing her own clothes for the past two months, thankfully she didn’t need much.

The island was so small. You could look one direction and see water. You could look the other direction and see water. Sure, her home was an island too, but much larger than this. It was more real.. everything in the garden looked so artificial.

Santhi began to walk down towards the beach. The beach filled her with hope, knowing that there are other real islands and continents out there. Islands with people who could help her, someday.

@its-weird-el

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Hello, everyone. This is hard for me to do, I’ll be honest, but I’ve realized it's time to apologize. I know some of you have realized this before I have, but it's not as easy for me. I’ve made mistakes. A lot of them. And I want to apologize for what I’ve done. To everyone. I’m planning on asking one of my close friends for advice with all of this, since I’m aware some of you may not exactly trust me still. I’ve made a severe error in my self-judgment, and it’s continued for too long. Now, I’ve decided I want to change for the better only recently, but… it hasn’t been easy for me… some people, specifically a certain two, but I won’t name names (because that’s a step in the wrong direction), have been making this a difficult journey for me. I’d appreciate it if people would stop trying to bring up my past mistakes when the whole thing I’m trying to do right now is forget about it and be a better person now. So please, let me change for good. People have claimed me to be gaslighting and manipulating them with this change; said that I was a narcissist or a rat. I only mean to try and help, but I’m being hurt in return. No one sees the me inside of me. I’m very, very sorry. To all of you. I’ve overreacted, done things I shouldn’t have, and hurt so many people- but I just want to fix what I can now. I just… want to be better. I’ve seen the many, many mistakes I've made, and the results that came to be because of them, and the amount of guilt and pain and sorrow and regret and pure sadness I feel for what I’ve done and the victims of my past is immeasurable. I owe many of you an apology, and I'm sorry for everything that’s going on- everything that I have put you through over the past few months.You all are kind, kinder than I am, and kinder than I could even imagine to be (but I hope to be), so I am praying you can all find it in your hearts to forgive me.

Sincerely and lovingly, Elizabeth.