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Pastry woke up early that morning she put her hair back into a bun to hide it from easy viewing putting on the veil it nearly touched her feet she put on her well robes if you could call it that it was strange..Her fierce eyes looked pissed at the world she looked like this
She looked very attractive Able to if she wanted to swoop anyone off their ' however she was too focused on her current life to be even thinking about wanting to start a relationship
Reverend mother was waiting for her Getting her all inspected She smiled and let her through
She lived a simple life praying most of the time and Spending time with her sisters However she was beginning to grow doubtful as she reached her 18th year of life.... Why were they all addressed as sisters and why did they look nothing alike? Why were they exactly worshiping the witches why did the witches even make them in the 1st place?! All of these was good questions only none of them had answers 1 day she decided enough was enough and she went out of the cult
It was a dark foggy night at quarter till 3:00 AM... And pastry was ready she had to already abandoned her little covering and let her hair stay in the bun she ran as far as she could. She found herself exhausted a couple of miles away from the cult
She slipped down on to her knees taking her hair out of her bun it was long and beautiful.. Her clothing made it close to impossible to run However she managed
Pastry set down Reflecting on everything that had been going on in her life.... She had just turned 18... "I'm 18 years old now"She said flipping her hair "Instead of becoming a secret keeper like my sister... I'm a run away"She said Remembering the events of the tower shaking it out of her head When a woman with red hair approached... Pomegranate they met again