The land shuddered as the icy tip of her blade pierced it’s crust.
The choice had been made, and it was her burden to carry.
There was more to this than just being alive, she knew.
There was more to being in this place than merely, existing.

However, the choice was made, and so it must be.
She struck the earth, an era ends,
Slowly, the stars begin to fall from the sky.

Art © Me
Character © Via Delarosa / Lucy

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I've been majorly ill the last few days, slowly getting better, but still coughing a lot. Ughuu sickness suuuucks.