𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖓 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎

⠀iʹd ⠀love ⠀to ⠀change ⠀the ⠀worldˏ ⠀but ⠀i ⠀donʹt ⠀know ⠀what ⠀to ⠀do.

he’s in the gardens, walking around deep in thought and melancholy.

he sensed, the dog coming but reacted a little too late. because, just as he was going to lift the dorito into his mouth … it was gone. “What the …?” Turning his head, towards the direction of the dog and where it was running. he tilts his head, to the side with curiosity. >

he’s twirling around, in a chair while eating some doritos. he’s bored already .

fine, she can keep the dog here.

… if she solely cares for it, then maybe.

the lamb loves its wolf. the wolf turns all white and starts quivering out of love of the lamb. the lamb loves the wolf's fragility， and the wolf loves the frail one's force. love blackens the lamb.

you are naught more than a girl that has known tragedy and mistreatment, forced to live with a rage too big to fit in your chest.

because corin did not know about her gift in the early days, aro was creative with how he got chelsea hooked on her. he introduced them early and watched them bond as sisters. soon later, he limited their visits to see if his plan worked. as expected, chelsea became ++

𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯

⠀iʹd ⠀love ⠀to ⠀change ⠀the ⠀worldˏ ⠀but ⠀i ⠀donʹt ⠀know ⠀what ⠀to ⠀do.