Cruz Y Maldicion: The Tale of the sisters
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Original - Misc › -FemSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
985
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Cruz Y Maldicion: The Tale of the sisters
Title: Cruz Y Maldicion: The tale of the sisters
Chpt. 1: The orphanage
Author: CaryLuv-Nussa
Warning: There is some topics discussed within the story may offend some people, religion, sexuality and abuse. Please be aware.
A/N: This story is in part about several dreams I’ve had that resemble each other. It also deals with many of the experiences that I went through as a child and teenager. It is my first publication, so take it easy, lol. I would like reviews to be able to develop my writing and of course criticism is welcome, as long as isn’t destroy my ego too much, lol.
1 to 100. Just more than numbers, they are staples from this asylum. A mark given to you once you enter this god
forsaken place; what many of us call home, which is far from it. But unfortunately society has no more places for
us, so they lead us here, to be taken in and kept for. This place, appearing from the depths of depravity,
housing the youngsters that life decided to taunt with an empty and meaningless existence. But, it still is far
from ordinary. Requirement here goes beyond the troubled and abandoned youth. The profoundly disturbed are the
ones admitted here, and thus given a number. A twisted joke if I ever heard one.
The number sealed into your soul by the founders depends on how fucked up you are, literally, crude as it is. 100
being the least likely to commit genocide, and the 1...number one … Your lucky not to go down so fast to reach
that dark place. Many have lost it and just gave up on the world before reaching such place, thinking it would
take the devil himself to reach that number. Ironically though it seems that by the records, the honor goes to a
person that doesn’t realize that they are harboring that forsaken symbol. Oblivious to it all she is, only
wanting to protect the two lights that are left in her world, keeping a promise she swore to after the incident,
a split of a second where she discovered how truly dark and twisted reality is.
Chpt. 1: The orphanage
Author: CaryLuv-Nussa
Warning: There is some topics discussed within the story may offend some people, religion, sexuality and abuse. Please be aware.
A/N: This story is in part about several dreams I’ve had that resemble each other. It also deals with many of the experiences that I went through as a child and teenager. It is my first publication, so take it easy, lol. I would like reviews to be able to develop my writing and of course criticism is welcome, as long as isn’t destroy my ego too much, lol.
1 to 100. Just more than numbers, they are staples from this asylum. A mark given to you once you enter this god
forsaken place; what many of us call home, which is far from it. But unfortunately society has no more places for
us, so they lead us here, to be taken in and kept for. This place, appearing from the depths of depravity,
housing the youngsters that life decided to taunt with an empty and meaningless existence. But, it still is far
from ordinary. Requirement here goes beyond the troubled and abandoned youth. The profoundly disturbed are the
ones admitted here, and thus given a number. A twisted joke if I ever heard one.
The number sealed into your soul by the founders depends on how fucked up you are, literally, crude as it is. 100
being the least likely to commit genocide, and the 1...number one … Your lucky not to go down so fast to reach
that dark place. Many have lost it and just gave up on the world before reaching such place, thinking it would
take the devil himself to reach that number. Ironically though it seems that by the records, the honor goes to a
person that doesn’t realize that they are harboring that forsaken symbol. Oblivious to it all she is, only
wanting to protect the two lights that are left in her world, keeping a promise she swore to after the incident,
a split of a second where she discovered how truly dark and twisted reality is.