In shadows deep, where love betrayed,
Qetsiyah’s wrath, in spells arrayed.
Silas, trapped on desolate shore,
Immortal, yet his heart is sore.
A cure bestowed, to end his plight,
But in his scorn, he shuns the light.
Two thousand years, the Bennett’s call,
The last of her kind, to rise or fall.
In her hands, the world’s fate lies bare,
Savior or destroyer, the burden to bear.
The Bennett witch, her choice to make,
To save the world, or let it break.
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Rebekah Mikaelson- True Neutral
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Enchanting
"Hello love,"
The Australian sun hitting his hair just right, making it golden, his blue eye hypnotized her. His British accent made her blush slightly.
"Oh get over yourself Nik," Bekah's voice interrupted their moment.
"Hayley, this is my half brother Niklaus, Nik this Hayley," Rebekah said, introducing them to each other , "And no Nik, you cannot under any circumstances try to seduce Hayley.
Hayley let out a very unlady-like snort. Yeah right , seduce a mermaid. Good one Bekah.
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