Well here it is. My profile. It's beautiful isn't it? My deviations. Gone. I have nothing else to do on here. I can't post anything without people telling me I'm copyrighting. I might as well leave deviantART cuz I have no point of going in here. I'll check in things every now and then but for now, I'm drowning in my tears.
I don't know why, but I feel as if I have lost interest in deviantART. I will still post pictures but I just won't be on here 24/7.
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Margaret
Connor was walking around Boston after he traded with some Merchants until he heard a shrill scream. He ran after the sound to hear where it was coming from. He finally heard the scream stop and found a young woman with a dart stabbed in her arm.
Connor picked her up and looked at her in the eyes. She was a beautiful young woman with long brown curls and brown eyes. He saw her eyes fade into the darkness as she went lifeless. Connor brought her to the homestead and gave her medicine. He changed her bandages daily and used special ointments and spices to heal her.
The next day, Connor was sitting next to her on the bed stroking her
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