The waking nightmare

Look, I know what you're here for. A name, a history, and a pouty love story about how me and Opal dramatically fell for each other against all rules. Well, you've come to the wrong place. Trust me.

Love bewteen a Nought and a Cross in this world isn't cute. Maybe in your world, but I do not live in your world. It's not romantic and sweet and lovely here. It's a tough journey, and every step you take, there are always two paths to choose from. Sometimes more.

Most people would just push aside those feelings and live on. Get over 'em, get over 'em and get through 'em- one of Dad's favourite sayings. It's not like that for me and Opal. How can you get over a girl whose eyes glitter like sapphies, whose hair flows like a stream of gold, whose heart is warmer than a ray of sunlight...

Oh, you're getting your soppy story, aren't you? Let me tell you what happened to us. Let me tell you why I am weeping over a cold, still grave. Let me tell you my story.

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