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𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝕭𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌
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𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆.

𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

(🖊️ ) Penned by Deetzie.
-one big, sparkly smile. Fully taken in by her kindness despite all of her senses telling her that it wasn’t real. And so, Sonata pretended — with all her might — that things were going to be okay.

Just like always.

❝ Right… Best friends! ❞
July 2, 2025 at 8:07 AM
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But when her shift in mood was addressed, she couldn’t help but lower her face, feeling conflict in her mind, but, not wanting to speak it directly. She’d spent too much time repressing her actual desires for that to be easy for her.

❝ I just…

I’m afraid.

That I will be lonely again. ❞
July 2, 2025 at 7:53 AM
❝ You know what?! You’re right! ❞

She suddenly rises from her seat and folds her arms. A rebellious nature that’s always been there, but now properly allowed to foster boils out from her heart.

❝ Why should I have to let someone else decide what’s good for me anyway?! I’m tired of listening! ❞
June 28, 2025 at 12:01 AM
❝ Ghh…! I do! ( 💢 ) ❞

She holds her hand back, fingers running through her own. A huff. It seems she’s gotten a little less docile when it comes to this subject too.

❝ Why can’t she just leave me alone?! If I’m going to fight anyway, I’d at least like it to be on my own terms… ❞
June 27, 2025 at 11:53 PM
❝ Yes…..

Was it… too hard to understand….? ❞
June 27, 2025 at 11:48 PM
❝ Exactly that. ❞

A large hiss escaped the mouth of the witch before she turned over her head and let out another soft whine.

❝ She went easier on me because I’m a younger witch though. So it wasn’t too bad… ❞
June 27, 2025 at 11:45 PM
❝ Aside from getting a scolding from the head witch… I’m fine… ❞

Luna slightly whines as she places her head across the table. She shouldn’t be so paranoid. She only visits once a month, but…

She’s still scary…
June 27, 2025 at 11:10 PM
❝ U-Um… Yes, that is… also an option. ❞

She looks around just to check if no one is watching. Good thing they’re not. Or her goose would’ve been cooked…
June 27, 2025 at 11:06 PM
❝ It was a metaphor…………. ❞
June 27, 2025 at 11:02 PM
❝ When you wish upon a star, all of your dreams come true. Just don’t be surprised… when the stars start to ask for something in return…

Iiiiiihihihihihihiahahahahahaha! ❞
June 27, 2025 at 10:58 PM
❝ Yes, please.. I’d… I’d want all of that. ❞

How freeing was it to say those words. To actually hear those words come out of her mouth instead of being locked inside forever. At that point, she stopped allowing her mind to make the decisions for her.

She simply allowed her heart to make the -
June 17, 2025 at 9:37 AM
❝ . . . You really are too kind to me. I’m glad you are . . . my first friend. ❞

The girl manages through her tears. She’s a mess, far from the calm and collected disruptor of reality she had seen earlier. The cage is broken and everything that had been kept inside is suddenly released.

-
June 17, 2025 at 9:10 AM
❝ Y-Yes… You can call me that… ❞

How unusual. Her body felt like an ice dome that was melting under the hottest sun of the summer. She felt so happy, the happiest she had ever been. Yet so sad that it was only for a little while.

Her hand reached out for, really anything, but it managed to find -
June 17, 2025 at 8:48 AM
❝ A cl…ub… Friends… I’d like that. ❞

She didn’t know why, but the witch had begun to discard tears then and there. Didn’t even know she was holding them back.

Her hand rose up to her cheek and just felt against the waterworks that were falling down her skin. She caressed her own tears, hoping -
June 17, 2025 at 8:31 AM
❝ Well… they are like poetry in a way. Sometimes I have to write lyrics if I’m writing a musical. And those are pretty similar… with their rhymes and stanzas. ❞

She would explain. She could feel the faintest blush at her encouragement. Not many had been willing to support her more artistic -
June 17, 2025 at 8:15 AM
❝ My… My interests… Hm… ❞

The witch tried scrying her own brain that anything that made her truly happy. Music was one thing but she had made it one of the biggest centerpieces of her life. It felt like more than just a common hobby.

As she was led to the bench, awkwardly sitting herself down -
June 17, 2025 at 8:01 AM
❝ I… matter… ❞

She responds introspectively, her hand placed over her heart. It’s such a strange thing to accept. All this time, she thought she was a mere tool. But now… she felt she was granted the permission to be more.

❝ If you’re sure, then… ❞

Perhaps she could let down her guard just -
June 9, 2025 at 4:18 AM
❝ It is… funny. Whenever I enter a conversation, my first goal is to learn about the desires of others. I don’t think anyone’s ever truly… asked what I would like — in that way. ❞

She thinks on it. For just a moment or two.

❝ I like music. I like playing. It makes me feel… not so lonely… It -
June 5, 2025 at 10:26 AM
❝ . . . ❞

Sonata’s breath hitches for a moment, choked up at the outburst of the pinkette. Why did she care so much?

Wasn’t she supposed to hate her? Want to destroy her? Even if she wasn’t The One, surely she’d dislike her for putting her through that illusion.

She didn’t understand…

-
June 5, 2025 at 9:58 AM
❝ I do not… consider myself much of a person at all… I was born from a woman’s womb. I grew up breathing, eating, and sleeping as any child would.

But I do not feel….. human. ❞

She’d argue, though her voice was breaking just saying such cruel words to herself. For they were less her truest -
June 5, 2025 at 9:37 AM
❝ And yet… I found them…

…convincing… ❞

The woman speaks hoarsely. In a blank, monotone, almost brainwashed tone. Speaking propaganda; relaying it, yet there’s some part of her that truly believes that what she’s doing is correct.

❝ Injustice is everywhere in the world. People get killed for no -
June 5, 2025 at 9:21 AM
The woman’s lips seal themselves up for a moment. She hasn’t been asked this before, so it takes a while to properly respond — without resorting to something cryptic or cruel. Her voice starts to drop.

❝ When you are little, it is… almost conditioned into you through the stories you consume, the -
June 5, 2025 at 8:53 AM
❝ Please, you read comics. I would have expected you of all people to understand. It’s a trope. A narrative beat. It is. Supposed. To happen. Fated. ❞
June 5, 2025 at 8:08 AM
❝ Goooood eeeeveenniinng… ❞
June 5, 2025 at 3:28 AM
( Blink blink. )

Yes, I’m so thirsty.
May 29, 2025 at 4:38 AM