I am a soul living in a desserted world of mine.
As I am left and neglected by everyone, I learned how to live with the winds.
I possess the power of everything that no one knows.
I am wrecked.
I am in pain.
Can someone saved me from this?
I am powerful, but still I'm fragile like every girl does.
But then I put on a mask like everyone does.
A strong facade.
I am a storm to everyone yet I have my own storm too.
Does I bring serenity or I bring havoc?
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Sacred Peculiars #1: Obscure Magic
FantasyCan Rhenesmee seek for the answers she wish to achieve? Or will she still drown in the memory that haunts her every now and then? ⚠Not yet edited. DATE STARTED: January 01, 2022 DATED ENDED: On-going