AlexVause86
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- The 100 (TV) (2)
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Hello everyone!
I want to write an original fanfiction, and I’ll need your creativity to bring it to life.
Here’s the plot: Clarke has returned to Arkadia after leaving for a while because of everything that happened during the fall of Mount Weather. Clarke and Lexa haven’t spoken since then. One day, Clarke receives a letter delivered by a falcon.
My idea? A letter exchange between Clarke and an apparent stranger that will give birth to a story. Where will it take us in the end?
All of you can be the Clarke of the fanfiction that will no longer be just mine but ours.
Reply in the comments below to my letter posted in this first chapter. I’ll choose the most exciting, intriguing, or simply fitting response, and together we’ll see where this story takes us.
No need for long essays to reply. I’m not expecting anything complicated, just something real.
1- A few lines describing how Clarke feels at that moment while reading. The emotions the words on the letter in her hands awaken. Maybe also write where she is while reading or what she was doing before finding the letter.
2- Write the text of the letter in response to the one I posted.
Ready to start this adventure with me? -
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What if it was Clarke and Lexa speaking? Not the rational mind, not the heart beating frantically, but that deep voice that rises when the world stops, suspended.
I wrote what I felt, not with my hands but with my breath, like a whisper the forest keeps safe. A chance meeting—or perhaps not. Perhaps fate enjoys drawing paths that intertwine, like roots beneath our feet. Clarke and Lexa, figures carved from light and shadow, find themselves there, among the still trunks and the wind telling stories never heard.
I imagined pain as a thin flame, one that doesn’t burn but warms, and feelings as a stream that can’t hold back, breaking through the banks without asking permission. Maybe there’s nothing new here, and yet every word I wrote feels new to me, born from the moment the image exploded in my mind. It’s like a dream that doesn’t want to fade, that stays with you even when you open your eyes.
Happy reading. And be gentle...