felldivine liked for a thing

                        ❝ Morgan have you seen my sword anywhere? ❞

             Severa asked timidly as she chewed the inside of her lip. She had
      some weird attachment to the sword she had brought from the future. It
      was like her only connection to her past that she had left, other than her
      friends, and she hated to admit it. The sword was growing old and would
      probably break any day now but Severa would hold it dear to her heart
      for a long time. 

felldivinev; [ ever changing FATE ; REAPING what is sowed ]{ woops this was longer than i intended }{ but hi! }