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A Delivery Of The Beginning

Half-opened emerald eyes gleamed fervently whilst they peaked at the reflection of a naked hourglass figure in the mirror.

The weather outside was breezy, with an icy wind blowing along the coast. Stifled voices only made a landslide victory after displaying non–stop in Amethyst's head. Her hands wobbled on the basin as she continued to mumble inaudible utters.

"Dark…fey!" She groaned quietly. "Who is Circe?" A question ran past her head and then followed by silence. Turning her head to her right, she met an opened window that instantly yanked her features to dilate her eyes and welcomed the warm sunlight that was sauntering in.

The sun's rays flooded and exerted to overwhelm the room. "A dark fey…that doesn't grow wings." Hera's words displayed yet again for the twentieth time. Amethyst only moaned in pain and abruptly clutched at her face. "You…have to wake up! She shall rest in peace!."

Amethyst squealed in a sorrowful tone, a stream of tears were oozing down her pale cheeks.
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