˗ˏˋ꒰ 🦋 ꒱ - ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀 ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌
╰┈➤ ❝ [Whatever will be, will be. The future is not ours to see. Don't worry, if it's supposed to happen, it will.]
❝I'll see you when the road decided it's time for our paths to cross again❞
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: The escape (1920)
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"CORDELIA!" Alice exclaims with a horrified expression upon her delicate face.
"What is it, Alice?" Cordelia asks worriedly while walking towards the pixie that she had learned to adore and love in a span of 5 months. The girl has been staying in the mental asylum.
"I saw something, someone," Alice tells her, and Cordelia encourages her to continue, "Red eyes, two of them, they want something, they want me, my blood."
