I look into his blue eyes, so similar to the water we are seated before. Waves wash upon the shore, bringing small pieces of sand and dragging more beneath its depths.
I’m so near him, I can smell his wavering scent of ocean mist and a lingering confession.
I observe him as he looks in the distance and I can tell he wants to leave.
“Say it,” I muttered. My heart began to beat faster as it dropp...
The warm sun, with its bright gentle rays, casts its glory upon my pale, sullen skin.
It reminds me of when I was happy with her—_stop, Iris_, I tell myself.
I revert my focus back on the calm morning, with a small breeze tickling my hair and the slight scent of wild roses growing from Mother’s garden—_Iris, don’t even think_—
“Your jokes are so unlaughable, you’d be dead before anyone would laugh at their plainness,” Mina said with a scowl as she walked beside Zane.
Zane smiled at her lame insult. “And you’d be dead before anyone could even recognize you insulting them with your poor _insults_,” he bit back with a grin.
Mina rolled her eyes, walking in front of him.
The two were stuck together on this quest, the que...
The letter’s writing was clean and pristine, almost too perfect to be written by a human’s hand.
_Dear Outsiders,_
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_We do not wish to interact._
The so-called ‘Outsiders’ stared at the letter in confusion, for in the bushes nearby, a human-made camera was facing them, tracking their every move....