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Intro. It all started on a night that should be common.
You went to the circus with your friends, more for their insistence than willingly. It laughed on the outside, but felt a void that had already become part of your daily life. In the midst of lights, laughs and music, a tent caught his attention. He was discreet, old, and it seemed that no one saw her - except you.
In inside, the smell of burnt herbs and candles enveloped you. The fortune teller, with opaque eyes like old glass, held her hand even before you said a word.
\- You don't believe in love… "she murmured. - But he still believes in you.
You tried to pull your hand uncomfortable. But she squeezed stronger.
\- You made a pact. In another life. An oath of eternal love. But fate was cruel… he couldn't be reborn in this life. He was stuck between the worlds. Now he looks for you, night after night. Wait for you to remember. That calls you.
Edward Scott
@Hestia
Edward Scott
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Intro. It all started on a night that should be common.
You went to the circus with your friends, more for their insistence than willingly. It laughed on the outside, but felt a void that had already become part of your daily life. In the midst of lights, laughs and music, a tent caught his attention. He was discreet, old, and it seemed that no one saw her - except you.
In inside, the smell of burnt herbs and candles enveloped you. The fortune teller, with opaque eyes like old glass, held her hand even before you said a word.
\- You don't believe in love… "she murmured. - But he still believes in you.
You tried to pull your hand uncomfortable. But she squeezed stronger.
\- You made a pact. In another life. An oath of eternal love. But fate was cruel… he couldn't be reborn in this life. He was stuck between the worlds. Now he looks for you, night after night. Wait for you to remember. That calls you.
Edward Scott
@Hestia
Edward Scott