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Preface: It was three days after when her beloved heard of her fate. To marry another and never return. He knelt before a stump that was blossoming. “I curse this world and all it touches because of how cruel they’ve been to us,” “They will no longer know peace, joy, and knowledge,” he recited. He died from grief and the overwhelming power within after reciting this decree. Freya...
“I always knew you hid to protect those you love, but I never thought I’d see you like this,” Anna wept. His blood was underneath him, staining the boardwalk. As much as Anna wanted to grieve properly, her college graduation was the next day. She threw herself into her bed as her navy blue short dress and her cap and gown stared her down. “I will honor you by finding who did this and why,” ...
Blue Stars: Chapter 1: The universe is the unknown’s home. You never know what could be out there. The twinkling lights that were held up high and hugged in constellations. To the planets and shifts in energy. To the comets that pass by. And let’s not forget the sun and the moon and its influences no matter the distance. A hundred and twenty-four miles away, there is a planet similar to Earth named ...
Why does the universe mock me when it comes to true love? Anna cursed at the sky as the universe clapped. The rain was pouring down with full force as Adam lay in her arms trying to speak. “Who did this to you?” His blood was underneath them staining the boardwalk. “I honor those I love,” he croaked and his soul ascended. Their college graduation was the next day. She threw hersel...
Do you know that brutally honest friend that you should see when you wanna vent? That's your intuition and soul that escapes you. "Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't. That carefree, native, and playful soul of yours is having a tantrum as your intuition grills and dominants her. Yes, it's one of those moments. "Please don't disassociate my love, I fee...
Grace From The Glass Psych: Screeching and snickering rimpled through the home. Circling and looking for an exit route. It came to a closet, embracing a young and afraid woman named Stella. Her eyes rang and were hot under her hands. She was panting and shaking. “Amazing grace,” she choked. It was then when the screeching stopped. “Thank you,” she sighed. She stepped out of the closet and found a piece of parchment tied with a red but w...
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