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If Ricardo wasn't forced to hear the conversation because he was in the same room, he would have escaped. He rolled his eyes before saying to himself, 'It is obvious she is trying to get you to make her your wife. But I don't understand what she sees in you.' 

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

During the weekends, he would catch the train to Manchester and find himself playing football. He would then go have a couple of drinks, enjoying the nights there before returning home. For Ricardo, the allure of the night was irresistible, a siren's call beckoning him to embrace the freedom it offered.

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

Because the first time the person prepared a meal, he didn't want to know what other things the person would or could do. 

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

"My kitchen is restocked," Sylvester replied, a little worried. 

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

"Yes," Sylvester replied, before continuing, "I live on Hootenanny Avenue, building thirteen. I went to work this morning, and when I returned twenty minutes ago, the door was left open. The burglar used my kitchen to make food and eat, leaving dishes."

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood. 

Scarecrow of 1889

Urban · ash_knight17

But one thing he was sure of was that she would be able to get her answer when she could see the mark, and just maybe, before she would decide, their souls would find each other. Who knows? Perhaps they have already met but haven't been able to recognize each other yet. 

The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Fantasy · ThatAmazingGirl

The letter was longer than she anticipated, and so was the sheet of paper, which had an unusually long size and was filled with faded ink. Yet, for reasons she couldn't comprehend, she couldn't bring herself to read it. There was a nagging feeling at the back of her mind—a strange sense that the words within were meant for her. It didn't make sense, and yet the feeling persisted, leaving her torn between curiosity and uncertainty.

The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Fantasy · ThatAmazingGirl

And I shall continue to think about you until I die."

The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Fantasy · ThatAmazingGirl