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We've finally reached it,
the point where there's no going back.
Where one wrong move can spell fortunate or despair.
And where the way has been craved by all those poor lost along the way.
Here's where it come down to the wire, where the adrenaline
kicks in.
But it's also where the most casualties are, when we get reckless
and don't think things through.
This "small problem", this "private matter",
has grown to be a menace to reality,
and the life of a friend.
No matter what decision is made here, it will end in someones tears.
Or maybe the tears are only the beginning, and the worst will follow....
loss of life is a tragic thing to see, but for some to continue other must perish.
...Or so it goes.
But at these crossroads,
If Fate seeks to tear our very souls apart with it's tricks.....
will we fall, like all those who came before us....
or will we stand, and life for another day.
Only time will tell
the point where there's no going back.
Where one wrong move can spell fortunate or despair.
And where the way has been craved by all those poor lost along the way.
Here's where it come down to the wire, where the adrenaline
kicks in.
But it's also where the most casualties are, when we get reckless
and don't think things through.
This "small problem", this "private matter",
has grown to be a menace to reality,
and the life of a friend.
No matter what decision is made here, it will end in someones tears.
Or maybe the tears are only the beginning, and the worst will follow....
loss of life is a tragic thing to see, but for some to continue other must perish.
...Or so it goes.
But at these crossroads,
If Fate seeks to tear our very souls apart with it's tricks.....
will we fall, like all those who came before us....
or will we stand, and life for another day.
Only time will tell
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I don't pray but
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Literature
Sephiroth X Reader : Illusion of Strength - CH 23
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Family Troubles
Prologue My relationship with my adoptive family was complicated for the first couple of months. It still is; not like I can change what I am, but back then, I felt trapped. I was a mant living with a sister and mother who were, of course, giants. Jenny, my new mom, is the kindest woman I've ever met. When she introduced herself at the Mant Adoption Agency, she treated me differently than other giants. I felt like a person again. And when she told me of her daughter, that I’d have a big sister, I knew this was gonna work. I’d be safe and treated with respect. Silly me. The epidemic destroyed my world, so I should’ve known not to raise my hopes. My adoptive sister, Sarah, treated me just as bad as most giants. Jenny loves Sarah and me to a fault. She believes we’re incapable of much wrongdoing at all. I wanted to tell her everything Sarah was doing to me. Picking on me, handling me without asking, not watching her step, things like that. That monster had an ignorant view of
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