The sun had just finished setting and at the top room of a quaint little bakery in England, you could find a child all of 6 listening tempestuously to stories of the miraculous red string.
“When you turn 18, you will be able to see your red string tying you to your soulmate, whether you seek eachother out is up to you. Though this thin tendril of red light looks weak and fragile, they can never break until your other half passes away. And that’s all there is to know about the red string dear.” A small woman smiled as she pulled the blanket up to a small girl's shoulders.
“I can’t wait for my red string then! It’s going to connect me to a handsome prince!” said the young child with hair so black it’s blue.
The women let out a small chuckle, “Yes it will my dear, yes it will.” the women planted a gentle kiss upon her child's forehead before standing and dousing the light. “Sweet dreams.”
"Night night mama." Was the last thing the small child called in a drowsy state cracking open an eye to watch her mother follow an invisible string that only the connected could see into the hallway.
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My Other Half
FanfictionThis is written for the Ladybug awards, but please read it, i hope you find it interesting. 'I didn't notice, my attention was locked on my finger as I watched a red string tie itself to my left pinky and start to loosely form, weaving through the a...
