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I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation...
"i had wings once. but they were stolen from me.."
Maleval Asylum!AU - an original fan fiction by neverfaltered
It’s not an especially strange case for them. A man who thinks he’s a bird is ordinary enough in Moors Asylum. Except that he doesn’t seem to know anything about humanity, including how to eat or use a toilet. But strangers things have happened.
Mal is the therapist assigned his case. She’s distant, cold, calculating. Her bedside manner leaves a lot to be desired. She’s about to lose her job and if she doesn’t fix him, that’s it for her.
It seems simple enough, just get him to talk, feed him some pills, and sign some paperwork. But she’s about to find out there’s a lot more to him than meets the eye.
❝ What do you think I steal from those who steal from me?
Please, do i n d u l g e me with your guess. ❞
Into a man.
Maleficent by Jun on pixiv
Open Starter
Aurora sighed and sat down on the ground, not caring the grass was horribly wet. She tried not to keep her mouth shut sometimes but most of the time, she couldn’t help herself. The girl tried to distract herself by pulling the grass out of the ground.
"I’m sorry, Godmother. I shouldn’t have said anything."
❝ Don't pull at the grass. ❞
Each word was clipped, and with a subtle twitch of long, thin fingers and a copper glow, the blades previously tugged from their homes in the sod returned, nestled deep and mended with their roots.
A cerulean gaze settled on the fallen face of the little beast, so disappointed in the cutting words of truth. The only truth that Maleficent knew. The fairy very quickly became frustrated with the mix of useless, troublesome emotions and with a heavy sigh, her slim shoulders rose and fell in a noncommittal shrug.
❝ Believe whatever you wish, then. I believe any notion of true love to be created by an ill mind. That is all I have to say on the matter. ❞
I had wings once, and they were strong. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. - Maleficent
Open Starter
"What makes you think that?"
❝ It is not what I think, beastie. It is what I know to be true. ❞
Each word seemed to slip from crimson lips in blocks of thick ice, so matter -of-factly, as if to cast the notion from a tragically innocent mind. Guilt, like lead, settled at the base of Maleficent's stomach as Aurora's face fell before cold eyes. It had not been said to hurt her. Oh, no. One cannot be lead through life by lies. And Maleficent, the protector, the defender, certainly would not allow pain the chance to strike Aurora's young heart and leave it empty, hollow, black as coal.
As if it could.
Though the acid of guilt relentlessly bubbled within, Maleficent's expression remained neutral, swallowing the troublesome feeling with a silent gulp.
- you are not alone mistress
Disgusting little thing.
"Goodnight, beastie."
There is truly nothing more satisfying than shutting that bird up.
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