BANSHEE
 my ears hear what others cannot hear;
small faraway things people cannot normally see
are   VISIBLE   to me.
these senses are the fruits of a lifetime
of longing, longing to be rescued, to be ᏟՕᎷᏢᏞᎬᎢᎬᎠ.
just as the skirt needs the wind to billow,
i'm not formed by things that are of  myself  alone. 
  ⚑  .
#ofmountainash.

xahey }

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     A loud growl had rose from 
     his chest, his bright oceanic
     hues glowing as he did.
     Of course, he didn’t answer 
     her when she questioned 
     him, but she didn’t even 
     know that he wasn’t
     Isaac, but his twin
     brother.

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      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        he growled again & she can’t help, but lets
                                        out a holler herself, although covers her
                                        mouth to make it less hearable. chills run
                                        through her back & she backs off a little,
                                        afraid she might ACTUALLY get hurt. but why?
                                        how come he is ready to hurt her?

      ❝please.. don’t do this.. — isaac stop. i beg you, just ѕтop.

                                        & he should know better than to push her 
                                        too hard — right to the moment when she
                                        would be ready to let out a REAL scream.

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