Tag: Birth

✤ idontwannabe…

┋Hand, hands getting cold
Losing feeling is getting old
Was I made from a broken mold?
Hurt, I can’t shake
We’ve made every mistake
Only you know the way that I break┋

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✤ First Year magic…

┋He was only a first year, meek, weak, that’s what they had been saying. But when the monsters attacked, he knew he couldn’t cower. Hearing the screaming, his friends and colleagues picked off one by one, falling, the young little first year dashed through the crowds, to the front lines. He may not know much, he thought, but he was powerful, and he wouldn’t allow one more soul to die that night.┋

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