Hiya people! :D this is my very first fanfic..so sorry for any major errors. But still, I hope you will like .
I only got this idea when I was in the midst of falling asleep in my economics class, and I was suddenly like, "I think I'll write a story about FT while I'm waiting for the class to end than sleep all the way risking being caught!" yeah..i was kinda like that..
Anyway.. I don't FT,obviously, because if I do, I won't be dying during my economics class and imagining everything about FT :P
"Seven! Seven! Seven! Seven! Seven!-" the blonde mage dug her nails in her scalp. Blood dripped down from her scalp, mouth and eyes, turning the hot water in her tub a slight shade of pink. Her gaze turned blank as she continued her chant of the number seven.
"-seven! Seven! Seven!-" mindlessly continuing her mantra, memories of war, blood, death and a key with silver and gold designs, rubies encircling its handle flashed before her eyes, until she slipped into unconsciousness. Blood still passed down her cheek, dropping to the already light pink water.
I know it's really short, but hey, I only wrote it during a really boring time, and during that boring time, I was sleepy..
But still I really hoped you liked it, despite its errors. And I'll try to update soon )