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Once there was a detective…

He wandered aimlessly though his own mind. Purposeless and empty. Then he found her. A beautiful rose that grew on the path to his office. She was perfect in every way. He spoke with her every week. He became so close to the rose that he decided he wanted to hold her. Place her in a pot and keep her with him always. 

But as soon as he told her the earthquake came. The path to the detective’s office broke and the rose was relocated to a new place. The detective tried to see her but he always failed until he saw a fairy. The fairy was looking for someone of her own. A werewolf. He was kind and gentlemanly and she longed for him. She saw him often but never told him what she felt.

The detective saw her plight and decided to assist her. She in return for his generous help offered him something he lost a long time ago… hope. With his hope he tried again to see the rose and it was successful.

The detective still saw her every once in a while. It was only a passing glance though. A simple remark maybe. It was like bittersweet torture though. He would get to see her but only for a minute and then he would just want her more badly.

The days went on in this way until one day the detective believed he had ruined the fairy’s chance of holding the werewolf so in his dismay he created a darkness. It whispered to him that he was worthless and free and blissful. The detective in folly believed the darkness. With sweet poison dripping from its tounge it led the detective to misery and pain.

But the fairy comforted him. She fought the darkness back and aided the detective but she still was unable to fully expel and destroy the darkness. The detective always found release after speaking with the fairy. She too had a darkness once. She learned how to defeat her darkness and now she could help him.

The detective, in turn, assisted her in giving her light. When she lost her wings once the detective found them for her free of charge, but she still paid him. They found ways to help each other. The fairy and the detective became so close that they considered each other family. When one had problems the other one would encourage and help them.

The detective still wanted to hold the rose and now he knew the way to see her every week. However it was so little time that they had together that it made the detective long for her even more. One day when speaking with the rose, she said that she knew the detective wanted to take her with him but she didn’t wish for that. The detective said he would still visit the rose as much as he could but he would respect her wishes.

Later that night he cried for he could not keep the rose with him at all times. The darkness saw a moment to strike. Poisonously and softly it spoke to the detective. Telling him that he should just forget the rose. Leave her to her own devices. The darkness told him that she wanted that.

The detective tried to forget. But was, thankfully, unsuccessful. For the next day he met a strange character. That of a cinnamon roll. She gave him stillness of soul and she gave him a way to contact the rose. A magic thread that he tied around his hand. This thread was connected to three others one of which was that of the rose.

The detective thought no longer of having the rose. For now that he had taken his eyes off of her he saw someone. Someone he had known but had not realized he much he wanted her. The fairy was seen by him in a new light. She was no longer a colleague but someone he longed for.

As it turns out, she longed for him as well. She could not be held by him for she also still longed for the werewolf in her heart. She was caught.

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