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ρꪮ᭙ꫀ𝕣 ꪮᠻ 𝕣ꫀડꪊ𝕣ᧁꫀꪀᥴꫀ? ⅈ ꪶⅈ𝕜ꫀ 𝕥ꫝꫀ ડꪮꪊꪀᦔ ꪮᠻ 𝕥ꫝꪖ𝕥.

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℘ 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟?... 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟? ℘
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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ⧼ 𝘉𝘌 𝘐𝘕 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘕𝘈𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘌.ᐟ †
if i’m your salvation, welcome to hell.
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good mornin’ sister jude nation !
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ╱╱ ☁︎︎♕ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — CORALINA NOVA ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ enfp — the dreamer. ⠀⠀[ LITERATE WRITING + DARK THEMES] ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #fandomlessrp | #mvrp ⠀⠀
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͏── ͏͏ ͏͏ # ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏cordelia ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ˊ͏͏☆ˋ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏𝘨oode ﹙ਏਓ﹚ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏͏𝘪ndependent ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝘱ortrait ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ֶָ֢ᐟ +18 ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏── ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏𝘮ature 𝘵hemes ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ♡ +↺
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“Well, if that is what you want then that’s what is going to happen for you.” Misty spoke encouragingly.
“I don’t know, see the world maybe.” She said softly as she turned her head to look at Misty. “Find love.”
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She took a moment. “Thank you, I guess.” She took her seat next to him again. “What makes me not so bad?”
“Well…technically yeah.” He sighed softly then. “But I didn’t realize until about 5 minutes ago you’re actually….not that bad.”
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“What would you want to do?” She was interested even though she preferred the quiet life.
“Because I have a feeling that I will always want excitement in my life even when I get older.”
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“Oh…” She looked down. “So you did come here to kill me?” She sighed sadly, playing with the rings on her fingers.
He scoffed slightly then before chuckling. “To do my job. I just didn’t quite expect us to sit down for tea.”
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“Why so?” She tilted her head.
“I highly doubt that Misty.” She said softly with a slight roll of her eyes.
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She looked at her amused. “You’re still young. Soon you will be begging for the same thing over and over again.”
“Not saying that it’s a bad thing, I would just hate to do the same thing over and over again, I like a bit of excitement in my life.”
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She gazed over at him. “Then why are you here?”
Hank tilted his head in response. He then exhaled deeply. “Uh…they’ll probably kill me.”
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“Who said that boring was a bad thing?” She laughed gently.
“Sounds a bit boring, doing the same thing everyday.” She said softly as she continued to drink her tea, soon setting her cup down.
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“It brings the calm.” She nodded. “The usual. Tending to the flowers and brewing the potions.”
“The reset is always nice.” Bringing the cup of tea up to her lips now and blowing on it before taking a sip. “What about you? What have you been up to?”
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“What would excitement be for you?” She tilted her head.
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She stopped pacing and shook her head. “No, no. It’s okay. I’m more worried about what they would think if they find out that you have been here.”
Hank watched as she stood up and began to pace. “She doesn’t know what I am either. And you know, I shouldn’t have told you probably…” He scratched the back of his head.
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Walking back to Val, she gave her a cup and sat by her side. She also swung her legs. “Oh yes. The reset after a storm is something else.” She particularly enjoyed the storm. Even if it did leak through her hut.
“It is but I do prefer when it’s storming outside, there’s just something about how the air feels charged and smells divine when it storms that feels cozy to me.”
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Once Misty was able to, she quickly stood up. “But then that means that you are Ms Cordelia’s husband…” She began to pace, panicking a little.
Hank cleared his throat awkwardly. “I mean, she has no clue what I am. She’s soulless but she wouldn’t let a witch hunter in willingly. She actually hates my guts.”
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She poured in the hot water and stirred the cups. “It must be wonderful to have your bed by the window when the weather is so beautiful. It’s good for your health, you know?”
“Just moving everything around, put my bed by the window now and moved my dresser to a different wall.”
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She quickly putting down her cup and gabbed her handkerchief, coughing into it. “Y-You’re her what??” She tried to ask while gasp for air.
Hank actually put his cup down and cringed a bit. “Sorry, sorry. Please don’t die, I don’t need to add choking to death on tea for one of the ways I killed a witch.”
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