Cry the battle, sear exposed wound
Evoke the Rebel
The Woodlands
Her heart instead pushed forward Her muscles echoed the command Her soul rang out, fates call restored And she trudged on through The Woodland
I Can See Your Red
The corners of her mouth were upturned and mischief gushed out of her eyes. She kept a secret, a secret no one would ever get to know. I knew she was duality. I knew her red held the truth to its origin of fire.
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