sard1ne
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Just Icarus and a character y'all ain't seen yet, going about a normal day. Nothing much happenin this time, but i felt like writing this so i did
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- Part 3 of The blessing of a god is never sweet
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Make sure you kiss your knuckles, before you punch me in the face by sard1ne
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24 Apr 2025
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“Icarus was slain by Antonio_0”
How long he stares is no one’s business. And if he sobs like a child, no one is there to see.
That’s a lie. They always See.
or;
Little bird dies, but we all know he can't be given such an end. It just isn't quite satisfying enough
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- Part 2 of The blessing of a god is never sweet
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“You aren’t real. I’m dreaming.”
“THAT YOU ARE, RUNAWAY. BUT DREAMS HOLD MORE TRUTH THAN YOU CREDIT THEM.”
“Liar.”
“WE DO NOT LIE.”
“You did to my world.”
Silence. They laugh at him, he knows it. There’s no sound, but he can feel it in the false air of this twisted prison of a dream. Or rather a nightmare. Yeah, this is more of a nightmare.
“GO HOME, RUNAWAY.”
“I don’t have a home, thanks to you.”
“CAREFUL. WE COULD ALWAYS REPEAT THE PAST. WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE THIS WORLD BURN TOO, LITTLE BIRD?”
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- Part 1 of The blessing of a god is never sweet
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He's a new vigilante... going by the name DeadBird.
He finds himself face to face with the top heroes.
Flames lick at his heels.
Wind shooshes past him as a speedster runs past.
His mind grows fuzzy as his memories are invaded.
And yet, all that is the least of his worries.This was supposed 2 have a bunch of chapters an be a whole story, but I forgot about it and now I hate it so now its an unfinished thing I'm half tempted to take down
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A little bird lives, and one day it will die. But They take favor of the bird, and give it more. Too much. Poor little bird with strings tied to it's feathers, as it dances against its will, entertainment and nothing more.
AKA: in which Icarus gets his ass dragged through the dirt and maybe one day, They will give him a happy ending
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