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100wordsTitle: 'Azalea'
Fandom: Original Fiction
Rating: G
Azalea gasps, backing away from the mirror.
That cannot be her reflection, staring back at her. Crimson skin, dark horns arcing into the air, large eyes bulging from fleshless sockets. A wide, mocking, lipless smile.
Can this be her true, innermost self? Is she destined to be among the damned? Will she lose her soul, or has it already been lost, with no hope of being saved?
Azalea wilts, feeling that her destiny must be already written. Then, she stiffens with resolve.
If this demonic reflection shows who she truly is, then why not embrace it? Damnation might prove pleasant.
Fandom: Original Fiction
Rating: G
Azalea gasps, backing away from the mirror.
That cannot be her reflection, staring back at her. Crimson skin, dark horns arcing into the air, large eyes bulging from fleshless sockets. A wide, mocking, lipless smile.
Can this be her true, innermost self? Is she destined to be among the damned? Will she lose her soul, or has it already been lost, with no hope of being saved?
Azalea wilts, feeling that her destiny must be already written. Then, she stiffens with resolve.
If this demonic reflection shows who she truly is, then why not embrace it? Damnation might prove pleasant.
