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I wonder. Why? Why do I wonder? Because if I could do other than wonder, I wouldn't be wondering, here in this whimsical world of wonder.
What if I hadn't been so stupid and blind? So ignorant to what I had? Would things have turned out differently? Would they have turned out... what's that word... good? Or would the inevitable have simply been delayed? I am not one to know. Stripped of my dignity, my will, my love for everything. My hopes, my treasures;
Words spoken tell of repent, but how can I have faith when all I've known are lies?
Precious, glorious, promising lies.
And I believed them.
I wonder... simply wonder...
Have eyes of blue not shed enough tears? My soul of good intention not corrupted and blackened enough? Is my tr…Read more >
Note: All information below is true and I swear to it all on my very being, if you choose not to believe then so be it. Its your blindness.
Everytime I get banned I seem to make a blog that may seem like I'm asking for sympathy and/or attention, but I can assure you that is far from the truth. Each time I get banned I come to a realization about my errors and wrongdoings, and not only that, this time I've come across how serious it truly is.
People of the RP Fear wiki. I've manipulated you, hurt you, bothered you and torn you all apart. I'm a selfish b*tch for being so blind to it all and I'll never forgive myself for it. I've wondered for months now why I had slipped into a depression, why I had purposely hurt myself. I thought it all due to…
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̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶a̶y̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶u̶n̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶s̶e̶t̶,̶ ̶
S̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶h̶o̶o̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶r̶e̶s̶t̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶o̶u̶g̶h̶t̶s̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶l̶e̶t̶.̶ ̶
C̶l̶o̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶i̶n̶d̶o̶w̶s̶,̶ ̶t̶u̶r̶n̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶l̶i̶g̶h̶t̶s̶,̶ ̶
A̶n̶d̶ ̶u̶n̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶b̶l̶a̶n̶k̶e̶t̶s̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶.̶
S̶o̶o̶n̶ ̶a̶ ̶p̶e̶a̶c̶e̶f̶u̶l̶ ̶s̶l…
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For a week after the ordeal, Altair remained in a feverish coma. After the fight, Malik immediately called the doctors, who assured Malik that Altair would be ok, it was only when they arrived back at the hospital wing were they challenged wrong. Since the loss of Maliks brother, he had treated Altair as his own, and what he saw scared him. Once back at the hospital wing, and Altair had been laid down on a bed, the doctors removed the top half of his assassin robes to find that Altair had wasted away. He was thin, and weak. Those two months of worry, regret and anxiety had affected the master worse than Malik had thought. The mere sight of it reduced Malik to tears, yet he refused to leave his side. He was often chased out by the doctors, …Read more >
Altair slowly crept along the thin wooden beam, his hood concealing his face from prying eyes. He retained a peaceful attitude, yet he still reeked of danger. The moon was full, and its light illuminated the land before him. The village Masyaf, quiet and still at night, with few villagers still trading or talking with neighbours. Altair had no knowledge of how late it was, he was too anxious to care. He sat on the end of the beam, legs hanging over the edge, where several hay stacks lie below. The great master sighed and looked to the stars, hopeful for an answer or sign yet it was a false hope. The assassin reached into a pouch that hung from his belt, pulling out his Apple of Eden. He brought it out slowly, letting its weight sink into h…Read more >