. lily ; oc & story time .
. lily ; oc & story time .
Posted on: Oct 24, 2023
About 1 year ago
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hii ive been meaning to write here so this is the start that i’ll probably never finish!! :D
and also it’s another study lmao
https://www.minecraftskins.com/profile/6907034/inky78
cape inspo from mistqken, will add link later bc i can’t on my phone haha
Lily
16 y/o
she/her
a rebel, likes to be alone, laidback, sarcastic (at times :p)
story in comments!
you guys enjoy and have an amazing rest of your day <3
hii ive been meaning to write here so this is the start that i’ll probably never finish!! :D
and also it’s another study lmao
https://www.minecraftskins.com/profile/6907034/inky78
cape inspo from mistqken, will add link later bc i can’t on my phone haha
Lily
16 y/o
she/her
a rebel, likes to be alone, laidback, sarcastic (at times :p)
story in comments!
you guys enjoy and have an amazing rest of your day <3
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. lily ; oc & story time .
Posted on: Oct 24, 2023
About 1 year ago
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AND YOUR WRITING IS SO PRETTTTTTTY!!!!!!!!!
T^T
i trimmed it but it got maybe too short ;w;
but anyways hope u liked it and u can comment
She’d found so many sparkling waterfalls, beautiful flower clearings, and the occasional fox den.
But as the rebellious outcast, the one known as the troublemaker, Lily was often ignored and never got to share the beauty that so many just looked over.
Fine with her. They could stick to their own immaculate, narrow lives that they weren’t truly living.
Lily breathed in the salty ocean air, looking out across the foaming waves as she emerged from the forest.
Southpoint Shores was one of the only places where she could find solace, and the desolate stretch of beach was a beautiful spot to unwind from the pressures of life.
Lily knew the rules were to stay on the road and go directly to Grandmother’s house like everyone expects her to, but the destiny given to her and these unspoken laws are the things that make Lily want to-
Lily took a few deep breaths.
It’s just that everyone expects they can order her around, tell her what to do, give commands and have it be done.
Once upon a time a girl walked through a dense forest.
Red cloak
wicker basket
en route to grandmother.
We all know the story.
But there are rips in the cloak
a knife in the basket.
Not all is as it seems.
She’s running from her story.