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you don’t know what you’re
𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 away from.
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𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔦𝔞.@scriptumarcane
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𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔦𝔞.
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𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔦𝔞.
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spn / multi Katılım Nisan 2026
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feet remain planted for a few moments before she finds somewhere to take a seat. brows pinching together as she studies him. “start explaining. now.”
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
“ you should take a few breaths and perhaps sit down first. ” he mumbles, hands rubbing his face and then running through his dark strands. “ it's a little bit complicated. ”
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𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔦𝔞. retweetledi
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brows furrow, a step taken backward as she stares at the male before her. “you should probably give that explanation then.”
her heart pounds in her chest and she can only stare for a few moments.
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
a heated breath escapes from his lips. he straightens up a little bit, hands running through the chestnut coloured strands. “ i know how this looks but i have a very… well, partially, sensible explanation. ” none of it is sensible really, but it has to be enough one way or +
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her breath catches and her eyes go wide as she peers around him at the flame shooting outward. she’s quiet for a few moments before her gaze lands on his face. “holy . . .” she trails off, trying to wrap her head around what just happened.
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
ᅳ @scriptumarcane ; “ guess we're even now,” he breathes out sharply, as he's the one throwing himself in front of her, but this time the fire is around him, and then in his hands, scorching the figure running away. great. an unexpected revelation.
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&&. did so.
“you don’t need to worry about it.”
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a small shrug is given as her arms cross over herself loosely. “i will.” she replies simply.
there’s a dull throb in her cheek, but it’s manageable. she’ll be able to take care of it herself until it heals —— it certainly wouldn’t be the first time she &&.
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
his gaze shift downward, a brief yet scrutinising glance at her hands. the blood, spilled by his own carelessness. amazing, he scolds himself. he should’ve just scorched that asshole’s face. “ and who’ll take care of it? ” he asks, genuinely curious. once again +
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she takes in a heavy breath, lips parting for a moment but no words come out. “i’m not so sure that makes it much better . . . i don’t think he’d be very proud.”
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݁ ℜᴏᴀᴅᴋɪʟʟ ᶠᵃʷⁿ ᛪ༙@mourningstcr
“ if it offers you solace , ” the angel spoke , their eyes seeking the other’s comfortingly . “ whoever you have lost has returned to the earth . they are with you in every breath . ”
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&&. her back pockets.
she knows that should be her cue to leave, but she finds herself stuck in the same spot.
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she nods, moving to stand. hands wiping on her jeans —— the blood on her fingertips has already dried but she doesn’t like to look at it. “i know what you mean.”
“don’t worry, it’ll be taken care of.” she murmurs with another nod. hands tucking into &&.
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
he places the box in its place, straightening his clothes. there are blood stains here and here. god, he needs to clean them. “ guess i can't really help it. ” “ you should put some cream there occasionally. ”
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adelia offers a pitiful smile, reaching out to carefully take the mug. “it’s just one of those days. grief is . . . a hard thing sometimes.”
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݁ ℜᴏᴀᴅᴋɪʟʟ ᶠᵃʷⁿ ᛪ༙@mourningstcr
“ would you like a cup of tea ? maybe a chance to talk about it ? ” concern still dances across her face and she holds out her mug in offering .
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she falls quiet for a few moments, her gaze falling to her hands. however, a faint laugh soon escapes her. “yeah . . . you seem like the type.” she jokes.
her eyes land on the man again and she offers a small smile. “thank you . . . again.”
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
“ it seems like you do. ” he swallows slightly and then he puts all the rubbish in the bin. then he rummages the box, finding a clean plaster. “ well, unfortunately i am like a trouble magnet. so i will probably get into a new one right after this one. ” he chuckles. +
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brows push together slightly and she wipes at her eyes. a quick nod given. “no, i —— i’m okay. just . . . a rough day.”
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݁ ℜᴏᴀᴅᴋɪʟʟ ᶠᵃʷⁿ ᛪ༙@mourningstcr
raising her brows at the woman , angelic glow enveloping them both as she takes a seat opposite . “ are you well ? might i help you ? ”
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yes, the internet is a very scary place.
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𝑼͟𝑵͟𝑫͟𝒀͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮⸺𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 .ᐟ@fuegosolarus
it's a deep dark wormhole.
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