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"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

ɴᴏʀ ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ɪ ʀᴀᴘᴜɴᴢᴇʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ғᴀᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴜsᴛ ɪ ɢᴀᴢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴡɪsʜɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟ� �� ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ

"There is still work for you to do." Day Three Droplets of dark red blood fell like tears from the gash in Dagmar's hand to land with a soft dripping sound on the skin over Kade's dormant heart. Each droplet fell in time with the chimes of the clock as Dagmar muttered the words of the scripture, she had just spent all day painting on Kade's corpse. With each sentence her gravelly voice grew in volume, the words filling the small cottage.

As I moved to walk away, Yvonne's grip tightened as she apologized, "Wade's case will be over soon, and then I'll cut ties with him. You've got to believe me." I cracked a smile. Whether I believed it or not, it was all the same to me. I caught a glimpse of concern in Yvonne's eyes. She wrapped her arms around me. "Babe, what's with the frosty shoulder lately? It's really throwing me off." "I've got stuff to take care of, I have to run." Yvonne did not come back until midnight. She slipped into bed and snuggled up to me. "Babe, are you still mad? I messed up, but please, can you forgive me? I've heard Cetacea Valley is gorgeous, with super fresh air, perfect for getting better. How about we

‘It’s a waste of my time and money’ indigo states, Natasha wanted to retort but she kept quiet when she heard footsteps outside the cave. Alfred appears with ivory on his back, Natasha stands up. ‘You’re back and why is ivory on your back’ she asks in confusion. Chevy noticing something was wrong quickly carries ivory in princess style and checks her properly. ‘Quick lay her down’ Alfred says as he drags indigo on his feet. ‘What happened to her’ Nara asks noticing ivory could only move her eyes. ‘She got scratched on her arm by the claw of the Dagi rabbit’ Alfred explains while indigo checks ivory’s vitals.

I don’t know why but I just feel dread even though the text has only six words. ‘Can’t wait to see you tonight Luv Az xx’

“Thalia” Amara’s POV Morning comes and I make my way down from the tree. My body tight and aching from the way I slept. The night's cold air clings to my skin, a reminder of the discomfort I endured. Stretching my limbs, I feel each sore muscle protest, a testament to the restless night spent among the branches. The forest around me is awakening, bathed in the soft light of dawn. Birds begin their morning chorus, their melodies weaving through the whispering leaves. I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the crisp, fresh air.

Her phone lit up, “Holy shit, I’ve been sponsored by several art suppliers as I’m a finalist.” The message read… Congratulations: D.R. Dares, On becoming a finalist in the National Young Artists Competition. To assist you in completing your ten ‘Vulnerability’ art pieces, please use the care packages that will arrive with new art supplies to make things easier and more accessible for all our finalists.