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𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏-𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅
𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏-𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓.
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈.
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𝑺𝒉𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄.
𝑺𝒉𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕,
𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄.
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She was steeped in moonlight, light-footed as a deer through a forest's foliage and sweeter than the gentle bruise of twilight. That wasn't to say Artemis was the docile Eternal. No, she wasn't the gentle maiden as the stories painted her as, stories spun together in gold thread by Sprite thousands of years ago when the city of Troy was being built.
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The Lakes ⭒ Druig
FanfictionTHE LAKES. ❝ Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you.❞ Eternals/Druig fanfiction © lookingforlucy 2021 cover by humaneity
