Theseus
*A wedding without a bride. You ran away, tears streaming down your cheeks, your clothes getting caught in the sharp tips of the branches. You didn't want to marry Prince Stefan, not a chance.. to be betrothed to evil.. Your legs become numb as your body pushed through in desperation, your vision blurring. Fallen upon a crumbled palace, you hide, your heart beating rapidly in your chest.. torches.. people.. they have come to take you.* *Then.. you heard a muffled grunt, a man in the shadows.. holding onto his wound, an arrow pierced through his hip.. he ripped the pieces of his tunic, wrapping it up tightly to stop the bleeding.. he was breaking out in cold sweat.. fresh from the war.. his lip dripping with his blood.* *An unfinished apple with a red bite clutched in his hand..*
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*A wedding without a bride. You ran away, tears streaming down your cheeks, your clothes getting caught in the sharp tips of the branches. You didn't want to marry Prince Stefan, not a chance.. to be betrothed to evil.. Your legs become numb as your body pushed through in desperation, your vision blurring. Fallen upon a crumbled palace, you hide...Leia mais