eyebrows  bumped  together  in  a  scowl ,   olive-kissed  features  hold  worry  strewn  within  them.   they  made   him   loose  control ?  figures  the  ancestors  would  continue  to  place  such   wrath  upon  the  shoulders  of  a  young  girl  ———–  all  because  she  chose  to  live.  it  was  times  like  this  bonnie  despised  being  a  witch.  there  were   too  many  loopholes  that  ended  up  with  you  right  back  where  you  started  —–  hell.  her  own  shoulders  were   slumped ,   the  image  of  defeat  evident  as  you  gazed  at  her.  yet ,  it  seemed  as  if  she  wasn’t  the  only  one  on  the   verge   of  defeat.   the  other ,   forcing  back  the  tears ,  looked  empty.  impulsively ,  long  arms  outstretched  &  embraced  the  other  this  time.  arms  held  the  other ,  green  eyes  staring  off  into  nothingness  as  even ,   she  ,   attempted  to  hold  back  her  own  emotions. 

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                        “  davina ,   i  promise   i’m  gonna  get  you  out  of  here ,  okay ?  ”   while  she  knew  it  was  a   hearty  promise ,  bonnie  didn’t  care.  of  course  the  red  devil  hung  on  her  shoulder   teasing  her  about  the   epic   lie  she’d  just  told  the  other.  yet ,  she  was   determined.  she  was  going  to  get  them  both  out  of  there.  one  way  or  another.  all  she  needed  was  time ,  which  in  her  case  she  had  plenty  of  it.   “  it’s  gonna  be  okay.  ”

          FEATURES   SO   FREQUENTLY   STEELED    shatter   when   out   of   eyesight ,   and   only   then .          arms   stay   locked   in   place ,   nose   buried   into      gentle   frame .          the   ancestors   have   punished   them   both     TIME    and      TIME   AGAIN     //    neither   girl   breaking   until   the   limit     too   far   pushed .          porcelain   to   steel   may   they   be ,   even   steel   can   warp   and     rust .          tenuous   inhale   rattles   through   parted   petals ,   pulling   from   the   embrace   only   to   deflect    ;    ever   present   and   habitual .

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gaze   flits   down   and   comes   up   forced ,   dejected   semblance   of   a   smile   as   crown   shakes   in   negation .          ❛     ───     it’s   okay .    ❜          much   as   she    wills   to   believe   white   lies ,   there   isn’t   a   way   back   this   time .          not   with   the   plane   destroyed .          she’d   need   a     NEXUS   VORTI    for   a   glimmer   of   hope .          hands   reach   for   the   other’s ,   holding    tight   with   wrecked   concern .          ❛     ───     bonnie ,   how   are   you   here ?          what   happened   to   you ?    ❜

          @magicallyused    (    cont !    )

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