Spell Rose Ink
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The sky was blue like the water. Only,it was not crystal clear. Infact,it wasn't even blue. It was red. Red as the beautiful color of blood. If only the story could go on...but what if it can? You must be confused of what I'm saying,right?
It all started in the 1400's,the rulers wanted more treasures and belongings but the villagers disagreed. The student witches faught each other for their families. The died in pride or murdered in tears.
Only now,Queen Star Rose Rox,has offered these games of battle to be a year program. Of course,Congress agreed with her and the "party" began. Tragidy slammed the families into fires and pain from the loses of their wonderful witch daughters. Now,its just for fun and bribes. Like the lords gambling for everything. It was sad.
Queen Star Rose Rox has three daughters. Her first daughter is Selene Rox,her second is Lizzy Rose Rox,and her last daughter is Alexia Rox. Lizzy is the evil one from magic to unknowingly things. Lizzy Rose is the daughter of writing or drawing but she also has her own tricks of murdering. Alexia is the girl with a sour heart and an open mind.
The games rules are simple here. The world they stand,or "galaxy", is Spell Rose Ink. The "party" is deadly and harmful.....no one really survives from it! Only the best out of the best! The world is heavy inside and deep. It makes you want to scream when you can't .... start to cry. That's how you will end anyways. What's the use? A tissue? Ha! That's not going to help for any day! Your tears are known to be the smooth red stuff inside of you,blood! Blood thirst suckers are here and everywhere! Good luck little ones!
Here are some of the people in the "party"! You may join as your witch characters as long as you ask! That way,I will know who's in!
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Selene Rox
Lizzy Rose Rox
Emma Frost
Selene Rox
Loius Green
Alexia Rox
Princess Elise
Karia
Lilly Price
Grace (or Sophia)
Jessica
Cherry Cole
Dylan Ink
Aly Stone
Aj Stone
Dear Self
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last day on this earth?
What if that two minute conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking more chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My heart racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last day on this earth?
What if that two minute conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking more chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My heart racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
