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i will soon be uploading some pictures for my characters; cain and azalea. drawn by me, mostly sketches since im not that great at drawing. you will get a hint of how they might look if you cant imagine them already.
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.catastrophic love pt4Cain's heart sped up; his breathing quickened, and his fists were clenched shut. Azalea was being ambushed. Whatever he was chasing was a mere distraction- to get him away from her. "Lea, you better stay alive; please- just a few seconds more" he muttered quietly- a hint of regret lingered in his voice; he feared the worst had already happened. A few minutes of running, and Cain had figured he was getting closer, as he could hear the shuffling of feet on the forest floor; and the grumbles of a creature that had grown impatient. He let out a silent sigh of relief, but only quickened his pace; his eyes then locked onto a dark figure. It scent w.catastrophic love pt4
.catastrophic love pt3Azalea looked at her reflection through the mirror, her eyes fixated on one thing, and one thing only. Her neck. Black and purple it had become, it hurt to breathe, it hurt to even move her head. She was so flustered, she had dreamed of an encounter with a young man; and what happened in her dream, was actually happening to her. Dazed and confused, the young lady made her way down the stairs, and was shocked to see everything that happened in her sleep, really did happen. She held her head in her hands, not knowing what to think. Meanwhile, a stressed out young man sat in the shadows of a neighborhood tree; thinking, thinking hard. He slowly.catastrophic love pt3
.catastrophic love pt2Strolling down the street of a pathetic looking neighborhood, a young boy wandered aimlessly. Looking, searching, for that house. The house that held his main target within its walls. A person keeping him from returning home for good. If he were to get a hold of that wretched person, he'd be free to roam where ever he pleased. But in his current position, he was forced to do the bidding of his elders. As this boy searched high and low for this specific house, he began to grow more and more tired, and when he got tired, he got grumpy. And when he was grumpy, lets just say he wasn't one to be hanging around with at that time. He was growing tir.catastrophic love pt2
.catastrophic love pt1It was always a spectacle when a teacher and its student got into an argument. Especially if that teacher was arguing with a young girl by the name of Azalea D. Michells. Azalea was a smart mouthed teen who couldn't put up with her teacher's constant bickering of her slacking off in class. It would start off with the yelling of Azalea's name, and ending with an angry teenager storming out of the classroom. Fortunately, Azalea had everything planned out, every single day. Arguments would take place a bit before school would be let out. The bell would ring minutes later, and everything would be forgotten the next day. But what started these arg.catastrophic love pt1
