Aden Tariq

Death was somewhat a stranger to Celeste Valois, until she saw the walls of her home painted red with blood. Then death became a constant companion, a shadow looming over her. She just wished it would take her, take her like it had taken everyone she loved. But it seems like she has a destiny to fulfill , a kingdom to save , a monster to kill and lives to change. A long path of suffering lies in front of her, but she won't be alone. There's a grey eyed boy with a heart full of hatred , a boy who's smile reminds her of the the sun and a girl who looks for stories in the stars ; they say they'll walk with her.

Or the story in which four traumatized teenagers save a country and realize that monsters are not born, they are created.

Ignis

Will's head shot up and he stared at her like he had seen her for the first time. Then his face broke out into a small smile. 


"Here I am, telling you my sob story when I have no idea what you must be going through," He quietly 


Celeste looked away, suddenly feeling small. She contemplated staying silent for a moment. But she was keeping so much inside, she was scared she would combust. Would it hurt? Getting it off her chest? 


"It was torture at first," She said hoarsely. 


"It still is, and I can't say it hurts less. But I think it's not supposed to. I think you're supposed to learn to live with the pain. God, I hope I do" 


"I understand," Will said picking at the skin on his fingers. 


 And Celeste had no doubt that he did. 


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